What is Normal?

I looked up the word normal in the dictionary and this is what I found.

Normal: conforming to the standard or the common type; usual; not abnormal; regular; natural.

It other words, normal is anything that’s not abnormal. And that definition didn’t help me at all.

Because sometimes I yearn for normal without even really knowing that that is. Maybe a week without a crisis of some kind. Or a day where the phone doesn’t ring. Or an hour of uninterrupted reading time.

Nope. Doesn’t happen.

I’ve concluded there is no such thing as normal. Our lives are what they are, and the idea of normal is often just a fanciful imagination. Really, what fun would it be if we actually got what we thought we wanted from a normal life? Not much. And we’d be bored out of our trees. Dullards, perhaps.

Know what a dullard is? A dull-witted person, according to Webster’s.

The lack of normal in my life is what makes it interesting. Enjoyable. A learning experience. A roller coaster of highs and lows and everything in between. No possibility of becoming a dullard.

The lack of normal has become my normal.

And a kinda like it that way.