I often wonder what it is like to be popular. I've never been popular. What would it be like to enter a room and be the center of attention? To turn heads and meet huge welcoming grins? This would never happen to me. Never. Or would it?
Last Friday night we embarked on a family outing to the North Carolina State Fair in Raleigh. As I sifted through throngs of happy fair visitors rushing to experience carnival rides and uniquely tasty food such as bacon-wrapped grilled cheese sandwiches (I loved them!), I noticed out of the corner of my eye that complete strangers were paying attention to me with bright smiles and turned heads. A few even followed me a round for a few seconds. Had I suddenly become popular? Were fans of the Mormon Third Eye coming out of the closet and finally recognizing me publicly as it's creator and author? Had my blog finally become famous? Was I... popular?
Not hardly. My fake fame was fleeting when I realized I was holding the cutest little girl in the world- my two-month granddaughter. She was the popular one turning heads and drawing smiles.
Oh well... it was still fun holding someone popular!