What Am I good At?

Well

Hmmm

I’m good at a few things.

When I was a kid I wondered why I was good at things that no one cared about (art) and terrible at things that mattered (cleaning, school work, folding clothes…)

I had to grow up and slow down and figure out what things I was capable of and how I could contribute. Then make friends with myself because for everything I’m freakishly good at, there are so many things I’m really not.

Someone once told me they married their wife because she was great a filling out forms. I took that to mean I would likely never marry.

It took me a lot of years to stop worrying about what I wasn’t good at, and just lean in to what I was.

Now?

I guess I just go with it.

I’m good at transforming things. Editing. Making things pretty. Most things art.

Plus I learned that if I do something enough times, even if it I can’t do it at first, I can become good at it.

I now fold a fitted sheet like it came from the store. I can seriously clean, plus, I kind of enjoy it. So you never know.