a couple months ago, ava brought home an 'all about me' poster from school. she spent the entire afternoon filling in blanks, answering questions, drawing a self-portrait. an hour into it, I peeked over her shoulder. in the space designated 'what I want to be when I grow up', she'd written 'plain servant'. oh wow, I thought. plain servant. what a heartbreakingly humble aspiration. what a thing of greatness. she wants to serve others. and she doesn't want to be fancy about it. this is Christ-like, I thought. this is special, this is deep. this is what I want to be too. naturally, I had to know more. which is when I found out she meant plane servant. as in airplane. I want to help people on airplanes, she said. oh, you mean like a flight attendant? yes, she said. that's what I want to be when I grow up.
which is totally okay too. totally.