Dare to Stand Out

Have you ever felt like an aberration?

You know, like something apart from the normal or ordinary.

Take this rose, for instance.

So special

So special

Do you see it? No?

Take a closer look.

So very special

So very special

Still don’t see it?

Okay, let’s get even closer and zero in on exactly what I want to show you.

Ahh, so that's it!

Ahh, so that’s it!

We found this tiny white rosebud growing on our mostly-watermelon pink show rose bush this week.

How did it get there?

Who knows.

But as sure as the sun rises each day in the East, this white rose had sprouted and bloomed on a medium-pink mother plant.

Amazing, huh?

I guess it just goes to prove that aberrations occur in nature periodically.

From two-headed turtles to dogs who mother abandoned kittens to a musical prodigy being born into a tone-deaf family, aberrations fascinate us.

After the initial curiosity, we start asking questions.

How did that happen? And why?

Once, people took advantage of aberrations. Remember “freak shows” in circuses or oddities traveling with carnivals?

How sad.

But you know, being different isn’t so bad, really.

Who wants to be “ordinary”?

Far better to stand out, I think.

Each of us, in our own way, is special.


With different appearances, talents, abilities, strengths.

Shouldn’t we be celebrating our differences instead of pigeon-holing everybody into the same mold?

20 thoughts on “Dare to Stand Out

  1. Debbie, I LOVE this post!!!!!!!

    And boy, did you ever share an important bit of enlightenment!

    “Each of us, in our own way, is special.


    With different appearances, talents, abilities, strengths.

    Shouldn’t we be celebrating our differences instead of pigeon-holing everybody into the same mold?”

    Yes, we sure should! And it’s funny because I actually prefer being around people who are different than me because I learn things that might not be ‘like me.’ I once had someone tell me that I shouldn’t see the differences in everyone; I should only focus on the ‘sameness’ because we all the SAME. And I disagreed with them because we ARE all different. And I think it’s because I DO see the differences, I can appreciate them and celebrate them.

    Different doesn’t mean that someone is better than someone else or that we’re judging them. Different just mean we all unique and special – in our OWN way.

    Great post, dear lady! Hope you’re having a terrific Tuesday!


    • Well said, Ron! I think part of being an educated person is being able to accept others’ differences. We don’t have to like everything they say or do, but we can acknowledge their right to their opinions and actions.

      When I wrote this post, I was thinking in particular of creative people, how “odd” they sometimes seem to others. They tend to live in their own little worlds, doing their creative thing, when suddenly, it dawns on others to notice and appreciate.

      You know what tomorrow is? Hump Day! Of course, anybody who has the entire month off wouldn’t necessarily appreciate that, would they 😉

      • Hey Debbie!

        Just wanted to stop by and say thank you for dropping by my blog earlier today and leaving a comment. You’re a sweetheart!

        And guess what? I FINALLY got my phone and Internet restored a few hours ago. Yahooooo! And just think, it only took them a whole WEEK – HA!

        Hope you’re having a lovely week, dear lady!


        • I’m so happy for you, Ron! Being without Internet access is like being banished to a desert or something — you just feel so cut off from the action! Not to mention how much trouble it is to play catchup!

          It’s been crazy busy for me this week. I’m going to try to find time to blog about it — putting it in words will help me make sense of it all.

          Here’s hoping your access issues are permanently resolved!

  2. Of-course, I am a big fan of Odd, different, marching to the beat of your own drum. And I saw that white rose before the pink ones. It may be different but it has star quality. Beautiful roses!

    • I’m so glad you noticed the white rose amid all that pink! What happened to make it white, I guess I’ll never know. You’d almost think it would grow taller and bigger, just to thumb its nose at all the sameness around it, ha!

  3. We should celebrate our uniqueness! I love that white rose amid the bright colors. It caught my eye before you zoomed in on it. Nature had its own idea for that rosebush, I suppose 🙂

    • It’s such a strange sight, though, Janna — a white rose on a brightly-colored and mostly pinkish-red bush! We’ve had that bush for several years, and it’s never done that before.

  4. I’ll bet you anything that your rose bush was grafted. That’s how some of the unusual and gorgeous varieties are created. Sometimes, when flowers or fruit trees or whatever are grafted, they’ll show signs of reverting to their original plant. I’m no rose expert, but I’ll bet the original stock was a white rose, and one’s come peeking out! It’s not an aberration, but a reminder of the plants history. It’s like finding a baby picture in your rose’s album!

    • What an interesting idea! I wouldn’t be surprised if you’re right, Linda. We’ve had the bush for years — bought it as a baby, and its tag clearly said pinky-red. But this bud is definitely white, and it’s growing low to the ground. To my knowledge, there never was a white rose in that spot. But somehow, Nature seems to surprise us with glimpses into the past. Thanks for solving the mystery!

    • Hi and Welcome! I don’t know how you found me, but I’m glad you were here. Labeling can be so limiting and even dangerous. There’s beauty all around us, just waiting to be noticed and appreciated. Now I’m off to check out your blog!

  5. I am an aberration for sure…just read my blog. I use to stand out for being an odd ball but now I’m odd for Jesus Christ!! I celebrate my “aberration”! It’s who I am! I love this blog today because it’s about me!! Love the pictures!! Leave it to you to come up with something so compelling!!

    • Thanks, Tanya. I suppose we all could be considered “aberrations,” since no two people — even identical twins — are exactly alike. We’re like snowflakes, all unique. What fun!

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