Look Under Your Seats, Everyone's Special!

I realized the other day that I hadn't made a blog post this week, and I was going to try to do better about getting one written every week. I then took another day to think of something to write, and yet another day to actually sit down to write it. It would seem that my creative process still needs a little work. But that's alright, because that's what trying to be more regular with posting is all about--creating consistency. Consistency makes process, I suppose, and everyone's process is different because every person is different. I'm proud of myself for getting a fairly smooth segue to my planned topic: "What makes someone special?"

Everyone is different--even identical twins have differing personalities and individual senses of self--but are those differences what make someone special, or are they just the result of a random sequencing of genetic materials pulled together by an organism that was itself pulled together in a random sequence? I don't think that answer really matters very much. It's a definite fact that no two people have the same genetic sequences, so everyone is definitely different, and is therefore individual. I think the real question is "why does it matter if you're special?" I've always been concerned with the "why" of actions--something that drives my wife crazy sometimes. Very rarely am I worried about things that happen around me, but I am obsessed with finding out why they happened--especially in the case of the motivations behind social interactions. Anyway, parent's have a tendency to tell their kids that they are special--possibly to give them a sense of self-confidence, but probably more likely as a way for the parents to live vicariously through their children. This tendency can lead to a great many things--whether that be a contempt for their parents or society from someone that hasn't achieved much, a drive to achieve great things to "prove to the world what my parents knew all along," or a pondering of what it means to be special by a writer looking for a blog topic. Whatever the result, the question still stands of whether being special stems from individuality. It certainly makes you unique, one-of-a-kind, completely original, but I think in the long run the real answer is that what makes you special and why it matters if you're special have the same answer: you have to answer it for yourself. There is potential in everyone to do something in their lives that makes them feel special, and that something is the not only the reason that they are special but is also their answer for the question of why it matters to be special.

This seems like a very random thing to be writing about, but it really is just what came to mind last night. So I guess I'll end this with a question--what makes you special?