Thursday, 18 March 2010

feeling bad

Well I am feeling pretty fed up right now, I am lying in bed feeling rather hot and puffy and stuffy and tired. I have got big swollen glands in my neck and I don't know why. It's not a happy day. I have been wanting to blog for ages but feeling like I shouldn't blog unless I have a photo to put up. Well hey ho, no photo and I am still blogging, because I needed to so sorry about that.
I have spending a little bit of time looking at other people’s blogs and came across this one: I like the people out there who are not afraid to admit they are losing the plot. In fact I have to say, I think it's the folks who think that they are normal who have something to worry about. Any hoo, she set a challenge in her blog to write about something and gave a series of prompts to choose from. My choice is to write about someone who is an underdog (she says this could be you). Well being from the UK "underdog" is not a word I use very often so I looked it up for a definition. The result was than an underdog is someone in a competition who is expected to lose. This got me thinking about the competition of life; who wins and who loses...

I know a family that had two sons; they were both brought up in exactly the same way in a loving home. As they grew up they both developed in different ways. The older of the two was creative and whimsical, he did what felt right and what felt good, he lived in a shack in a forest and dreamed of building a house there. He had many wives and children and spent his life trying to find out what it all means. He did not have a lot of money but spent his time helping others.

The other of the sons was logical and hardworking; he got a good job, progressed through the ranks and ended up in a very high position with a good pension. He was well respected and a considered successful. He had a wife and two sons of his own and they all lived in a large house in the country. His parents were very pleased with him and his choices.

The successful son looked at his brother and felt sorry for him, he thought that he must be unhappy and feel like he was a failure. The parents felt they have failed their older son and wondered what had gone wrong in the way they brought them both up.

But in truth both the sons were successful in different ways. Both had lived their lives the way they wanted to, both had made the right choices for them. The older son did not fit in to society's view of "success" but he was just as happy and kind and caring as his brother. Why then feel sorry for him? Just because someone is doing things differently, does not mean they are doing things wrong.


  1. That's a great story, I really enjoyed reading it xx

  2. I love this. I think even ordinary people are special too! I hope you enjoy blogging. It is such a lot of fun. : ) Welcome to Writer's Workshop! Can't wait to read more of your stuff and get to know you!

  3. I love this! "Just because someone is doing things differently, does not mean they are doing things wrong." That is such a great line!

  4. Thanks so much! You guys are too kind! Thanks for leaving messages. I hope I will get to do a lot more writing now, it's not as scary as I thought!


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