Thanksgiving Challenge: Accept Mediocrity And Be Thankful
I’ve been cooking for two days plus I shopped for the stuff for the two days before that. I made lists, I fought crowds, ran in and out of stores in the rain. I organized, went through spice cabinets, set the table, and stocked up with extras “just in case.” And, guess what? After all of that, what I’ve made will be ok; it won’t kill anyone, but it’s not going to win any awards either. And guess what? I’m fine with that, because it’s Thanksgiving, that time to be thankful for all that we have, and all that we are and this is what I’ve got. So why do I feel disappointed in myself? Why am I not satisfied? I keep thinking that I could’ve done more, tried harder to be better and excel. I should’ve taken a few cooking courses, taken more time to try something in the kitchen that was outside of my comfort zone. But if I allow myself to go there, I could say that I should’ve gotten out of my comfort zone any number of times and ways in my life. I could be smarter, speak another language, have a master’s degree, have worked while my kids were little, weighed less, dressed better, have stayed out of the sun more, been kinder to my husband, and changed so many of the things I said and did with my kids. Let’s face it, if I go there, the list could be endless. Can’t we just be thankful for what we have, how we got it, who we are, and what we have accomplished? For some reason, we can never allow ourselves to be full, and to feel satisfaction. Isn’t it ok to accept less than your best some of the time because I’ve got to say, I’m a huge fan of mediocrity. I’m sure this is a terrible thing to admit and I know there are many out there who might agree but would tell me never to admit that out loud. But since when is being a C+ so bad? I’m not advocating laziness, or the lack of a will to succeed, but I am saying that at some point, we need to get full, get satisfied and be truly thankful for what we have and who we are. My mother always said to me, “someone will always be smarter, prettier, richer, and thinner, so you better be sure you like yourself.” She’s right. I think maybe the problem is that no one will let us be satisfied. We are inundated with self help books, motivational speakers who have all climbed Mt. Everest with one leg, commercials that tell us we are weak, fat, lazy and boring. So, maybe my ass is a little bit rounder now than it was 20 years ago, and maybe I’ll never learn that second language. Maybe I hate all those women who have plenty of extra time on Thanksgiving morning to go run a 5k “turkey trot.” Who the hell are you, seriously?? But I think that, at least, for this Thanksgiving, I’m going to be truly thankful for who I am and what I have and I will think that everything that I put into my mouth tastes as good as if it is straight out of Emeril’s kitchen. Give yourselves a break and give yourselves a hand, because on this Thanksgiving, may you all enjoy being a C+. Revel in it and be grateful. Happy Thanksgiving!