Talented? You Be The Judge.

I have always been envious of people who are obviously talented.  The people who seem to be good at everything.  I guess they must have gotten a lot of good genes.  Could it be that they work really hard and what we see is the end result?

I have never been good at sports and anyone who really knows me knows that I am not an athlete.  Unless of course, having the worlds greatest accidents is considered a sport.  I can fall with the best of them.  If falling were an Olympic sport, nearly all of my "accidents" would be judged at a perfect 10.  You see, I never just trip and fall.  I always make it an event.  Arms in the air, legs over my head, and I rarely injure myself.  I run into things and fall so often, that I find bruises and usually can't remember when exactly they occurred.

I am writing this today, because I had one of "those" accidents.  My bathroom sink is running a little slow.  I leave the water running while I brush my teeth (I know, blame me for the destruction of the earth.  I am not environmentally friendly).  The sink began to fill, so I turned the water off.  I leaned forward to spit out my toothpaste.  It must have been a doozy, because next thing I knew my left eye was stinging and watering. I had toothpaste in my eye!  It seems that the toothpaste hit the water, "bounced" back, and landed in my eye.  Now that, my friend, is talent. 

I don't want those of you who are reading this to think that I am a total boob.  I do have other talents.  I can host an awesome party, I throw legendary Thanksgiving feasts, I can be crafty (when I have the patience), I am a strong patient advocate, and my family tells me that I am a good wife, daughter, and sister. 

The moral of the story...I guess that I really shouldn't be envious anymore.  I, too, have talents.  Even if they aren't so obvious.