After what may be years of careful analysis, I've discovered that I am TERRIBLE at accepting compliments...



Someone says: "Good job, D!". I say: "No problem...."

Someone says: "Wow! You did that?!" I say: "It's not that big of a deal. Anyone could."

Someone says: "You're pretty" I say: "Eh... I'm alright."



And while I sat at my desk, waiting for the computer to do most of the work, I discovered what the root of this issue may be... I don't believe I deserve the compliments... I'm just doing what should be done or being who I am... Nothing extraordinary, nothing special...

But lately, it's been brought to my attention that I am in fact special, something unlike anything else on Earth... God made me that way... Special... Extraordinary... and I only sink into obscurity because I want to... In fact, most times, I try to... but if I was made to shine, it's only a matter of time before someone notices the speck of gold in the rocky soil...