Have you ever thought about what your talent/talents are? As a kid, I did. With no siblings with which to compare, I looked at my cousins; and let me tell you, there are oodles of them. I began with those in my age group, and then moved on to the older ones and then to seal the deal; I observed the younger ones.
What I found left me wondering if I had been behind the door when the talent was handed out or as in a cafeteria line, they ran out before I got there.
I have cousins who are singers. Musicians, let me tell you about musicians in my family!
Barry (Bird) Burton, a member of the Amazing Rhythm Aces, was my cousin.
Singer-songwriter Kim Williams, who recently passed away, was my cousin.
Randy Ball and his daughters, Jessica and Cris (The Ball Sisters), are my cousins.
There are athletes, mechanics who can tear down an engine and build it back better than when it was new, craftsmen/women, photographers, artists – well by now you get the idea.
I am extremely proud of my talented family, and the accomplishments they have known and will know.
However, then there was yours truly! As a child, it seemed my only talent was being able to fall on level ground and skin a knee, an elbow, or both.
In high school, I “thought” my talent was driving fast ... until I flipped my dad’s Ford, three times, and came out of it with a broken neck! After the hospital stay, the neck collar, and not being able to learn to type, because I could not see the practice pages, I decided my career in NASCAR should be scrapped.
I was not even sure I had any real talent. I have since found it. I work with children and young adults. I am a teacher!
Some of us just take longer to get there, but the journey is worth it. All too often, we are so busy looking for that one particular thing that makes us stand out in the crowd and we fail to see the treasure that has been there all along.
I saw a sign a few days ago that sums it up: “Not all of us can be in the parade, some of us have to be on the sidewalk to cheer as it passes.”