(I'm the little one in the red dress not paying attention..)
You know how some people are born with talents? They can just pick anything up and do it nearly to perfection? I'm married to one. Bob can sit at a piano, make up a song and sing it all in about 15 minutes and it sounds like it took him years to perfect. My dad and brother can pick up any sport you throw at them and look like serious athletes. My sister can make an entire room laugh until every one's stomachs hurt. And my mom? Oh please.. she can sketch things that look like a work of art. She can see a pattern and sew it, and by the time it's finished it looks better than the original. And let's not even talk about how good of a cook she is.
Well I am a tad disgruntled. Let's just say the genes skipped me. I have yet to find the one thing I am spectacular at. I'm okay at things, but I can't think of a single talent that I excel at. I'm beginning to think that I'm the one people are talking about that has a sweet spirit. And has special talents.
I "dance" in my kitchen from time to time (it's not the most graceful thing) and I mean I sing in the shower.. but let's be honest.. I'm tone deaf. Long boarding? If my last two falls were any indication.. I think it's safe to say that ain't it. I guess I have to keep looking for it.
I just know one day I am going to pick up a baton and be the best dang baton twirler out there. I'm talkin' Olympic level.