We have a catch word in our household to describe, "A wonderful, loving, easy to be around, good person." The catch word we use is, "Normal." When we meet someone who we like and we think the other people in our family will like, we say, "He's normal."
Normal has become the new extraordinary in our household.
Which is exceptional given that the word "normal" means anything but extraordinary.
"Normal" has qualities that can be easier to relate to on an everyday base, and finding someone who you can relate to "normally" is a good thing.
Having normality is like having a cozy corner to read, or an old faithful sweater to wrap around, or having comfort food on a blistering night. It is normal to what to have family, friends, things and ideas that create a cocoon, a kick off your shoes comfort in ones life and relationship.
When finding simple-ordinary-everyday-goodness marketed as extraordinary, then one starts to doubt that simple-ordinary-everyday-goodness is not easy to come by and therefore special.
Normal is overlooked as ordinary.... when in a life "ordinary" is not so easy to come by, normal starts to feel extraordinary.
The French say, "C'est normale", (Which literally means, "This is normal.") a hundred times a day. They say it instead of "think nothing of it". Though they do not mean it like I have taken it, I have seen because of hearing it daily, that yeah "c'est normal" is special.
The same old, same old can also mean the good old good old, and those who know me know I have thing for things old.
Normal is my new beautiful.
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