In the Middle...
Dominic Gross
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Friday, September 14, 2012
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| Oreo Double Stuff Cookie. (Photo credit: Wikipedia) |
As I mature…no, let me start over – as I get older…nope,
that won’t work either. As I get wiser –
yeah, that sounds good. As I get wiser
with time, I am trying very hard to live my life in moderation. The definition of moderate is: average in amount, intensity, quality or
degree.
Anyone that
knows me will tell you that I am not a moderate person. I usually am very much at one extreme or
another. (Please keep in mind here that
I am not talking about politics, ok? I
really don’t want to talk politics…there’s plenty of that going around right
now!)
Moderate for me
means taking it easy. It means not
eating the entire plate of pasta or loaf of sour dough bread. Moderate basically means “in the middle.”
Now, I guess if
you’d ask my sister, being the middle child isn’t all that great. (I’m not sure why – she was older than me and
could boss me around.) There are some
great things about being in the middle.
Like the stuff in an Oreo cookie.
Or, in the case of location, it is where the Hobbits live - in
Middle-earth. There are some pretty good
songs with the word “middle” in them, such as “Stuck in the Middle with You” or
“Dead Skunk in the Middle of the Road.”
We hear a lot
of talk about the Middle-Ages and I know that for most kids, Middle school is
merely just a strange place between being a kid and becoming a teen.
That
in-between, in-the-middle, moderate position just seems so logical. Grown up.
Sane. Reasonable. Boring. I guess since I’ve spent most of my life
living more on the edge, the middle is almost too safe.
There is a lot
to be said about being safe and sane.
Every group needs a logical person – the voice of reason. The one to hold you back because the cops
might be called. And there is a lot to
be said about the extremist - the person that sends out the energy and raises
the endorphin level.
I guess the
balance here – the “middle-of-the-road” answer is that the way this whole world
ticks is that the people that are the “voice of reason” and the people that are
the “live on the edge adventure junkies” need each other. Without each other, there would be no
balance, no middle, no safe place.
So, even though
I am older, more mature, balanced wiser, it does not mean I have to change who
I am at the core. (Ironically that also means in the middle.) I am grateful for the Debbie Downers “voice
of reason” people in my life that have kept me from jumping too fast or too
far. I do believe, in the end, they will
be grateful for me too – to show them that it really is ok to jump at all.
Submitted by: Karen Kelly, Bleached Blond Mind
Filed Under: Birth order , Bleached Blond Mind , Hobbit , Karen Kelly , Miami Valley , Middle Ages , Middle of the Road , Middle-earth , Moderate , Opinion , Oreo , United States
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