I can’t remember the specifics of our conversation that made mummy utter these words but it slammed the brakes on my thoughts.
“You are one in 70 trillion.”
And then like a highlight reel all the moments that I tried to compare myself to others
All the moments that I lamented what I lacked
All the moments that I downplayed my differences or allowed others to make them inferior, flickered across the canvas of my mind.
One in 70 trillion.
Are you imagining the numerous combinations that make a human being?
Is it really sinking in that there is NO carbon copy of you?
The skin you’re in
The way you think
The things that excite you
Abilities and even disabilities
How you connect
Every single experience you’ve had up to this moment.
There is no one else who can claim your entire combination as their own.
It’s just you baby and there’s purpose in that!