Photographed with Nikon D300, 60mm micro lens.
"I am fairly certain that given a cape and a nice tiara, I could save the world."
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The other night, Marcus, Alex and I were having dinner with my parents. Sort of out of the blue, my father asked me: "Karen, forget what you'd like Alex to be when she grows up -- what do you think she'll want to be when she's an adult?"
I thought for a second.
"Well, I don't really care what she is when she grows up, as long as she can take care of herself," I began, "but if I were to guess what she's going to be, I'd guess something with words -- some sort of writer. Like a playwright, perhaps, or an author. Or a historian. Or a screenwriter. Or a librarian. I don't know. Something with words."
Marcus nodded in agreement. Alex said her first word consistently and accurately at six months old ("Dog," for what that's worth), and even now, her command of language and complicated words is pretty surprising, even to her teachers. Words and language are her superpowers.
Since that night, I've been thinking a lot about superpowers -- I think we all have them. In my case, I think my superpower is the ability to see beauty in unexpected places (and so, I suppose, it's not all that surprising that I would end up loving photography). Marcus' superpower is definitely culinary -- he's amazing with food. Also, he has a way of making you feel welcome the moment you meet him. So if you meet him while he's cooking? You're likely to consider him a brother by the time you leave.
I'd love to hear about you: what's your superpower?