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Wherever I Start Is Where I Start


Society is set up for the daytime people.  It is set up for those who follow the "rules".  If you get up energized and ready to tackle the day, get dressed and get to work, are outgoing, cheerful, and a hard worker; you will do well.  And if you are beautiful and smart on top of that, you will succeed greatly. 

But those of us who are running on a different clock, have quirks in our personality, cannot quite manage cheerful in the morning, are introverts and thinkers, are at a disadvantage.  We have to travel some distance to reach the starting line for the chosen.  It does us all good to think a little about where each of us starts and how that might have an impact on where we are.

There are myriads of ways that we, as people, start from different places.   What appears on the outside to be an even playing field is not.  We have different levels of education, experience, and learning styles.  Think about education for a moment.  Take a random room full of college graduates and compare them.  Even if they all went to the same college, did they get the same degree?  Did they learn the same thing in each class?  Of course not. 

And all of this talk about understanding that each of us might travel the same distance and end up at varied spots would be moot except that it begs us to have some awareness of that fact in order to suspend judgment.  You cannot know what challenges or advantages another has had on their journey.  The most valuable gift I can anyone else is to accept them where they are.  And the gift I give me is to keep in mind where I started and not compare myself to others.  Wherever I start is where I start whether I am looking at a facet of my life or a new day.  Accept where I am and don't compare the results.

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