Confession is good for the soul or so the old saying goes which was probably perpetuated by Catholics and Christians everywhere. So, here goes. I’m left-handed. For the most part, being left-handed is no different from being right-handed except when you’re trying to use tools made for those of the other persuasion, i.e., right-handed. In my family, only my uncle and I were left-handed which made us the “oddballs” but gave us both an undeniable link with each other.
My house is set up for my convenience, thus, everything is easily reached with my left hand. While visiting once, my mother admitted, “I had the hardest time in your kitchen with everything so backwards.” I just grinned in appreciation for her difficulty in getting things done. I had had the same problem all my life everywhere I had gone. There is an exception. On a trip to Ireland, I was the designated driver since the driver’s seat was on the right and the gear shift to my left and there is always the fun of driving on the left side of the road. I have never felt more at home. It was such a joy to tootle around driving the correct way. I still smile when I think about it.
Now, it may be that my oldest granddaughter is a lefty. I am thrilled to say the least and can’t wait for the final verdict. It is said that a left-handed person has a twenty-four percent chance of having a child who prefers using their left hand. Hah! My husband and I were both left-handed and all three of our children aren’t. So much for chances. My daughter says that I taught her to tie her shoes left-handed. I say I didn’t know there was a difference. If I could tell my daughter-in-law one thing, it would be to teach the little one how to tie her shoes while sitting across from her.
Way back before I was born, popular thought was that left-handedness was an affliction that could be corrected by forcing a child to use their right. This was done in schools when a child started learning to write. Now, it is more of a laissez-faire attitude of what will be, will be. To my granddaughter, I say welcome to the world where everyone else does things backward and you are the right one.