American Idol season started last Sunday night. I have always loved AI. The excitement of average Joe or Jane making a life changing move to superstar not only makes for good tv, but it inspires hope of achieving your dreams.
As I sat watching and waiting for the next tear jerking story to hit me right in the feels, an adorable young lady bounces into the judging room. Margie Mays debuted on American Idol last week. Though it wasn’t the emotional story that I had been waiting for, it was exactly what I needed to see.
She was so nervous and adorably awkward AND she can sang! I loved her!! I loved that she was on the outside how I am on the inside. I love that she was not afraid to show her excitement and fear. She absolutely could not contain herself.
I totally get her. Oh, I will 100 percent look like I have it all together when I am about to speak, teach or whatever, but inside I look just like Margie Mays: a big bag of jittery nervous laughter and completely silly movements yet incredibly entertaining.
She displayed what I feel like on the inside way more than I’d care to admit. When I saw her, I immediately thought, “Why can’t she hold it in?” And herein lies the problem …
We hold it in. The rest of America knows exactly how Margie feels. We have all felt that exact way more than once in our lives and still we sit on our comfy couch with our condescending comments about how she should have control in this situation.
After the show ended, she was the one contestant that I could not get out of my head. This quirky, adorable and completely excited young woman had been totally transparent in front of America. I dare say that I am not the only older-than-millennial aged woman that was a bit judgy as Margie was displaying every emotion she was experiencing in the moment.
Wouldn’t the world be a much better place if we all wore our real self on the outside instead of keeping her locked up in the “normal” place?
Let’s all try to be a little more like Margie Mays. Let’s share our fears and emotions freely, so that others may understand they are not alone and in the end, perhaps, we will discover that we are not alone as well.
Much Love Peeps!