Some people have really cool, in my opinion, gifts. I look at Bakerella's blog and I ooh and aaahh and wish I could be so creative.
I look at all sorts of blogs and see some really creative, resourceful and funny people sharing their lives. And I think...of all the things I'm not.
I get inspired and learn a lot, but I recognize that I am not equipped to do some, or inclined to do others. It's not a value judgement. It just is.
I am O.K. with it...mostly. There are times when I wish I was more of some things (artistic, chic, patient....) and when I wish I was less of others (pessimistic, insecure, goofy....). But, I am who I am.
That doesn't mean I can't try new things and learn a few. I wrote here about my foray into watercolors. I've even tried my hand at decorating the kiddos' birthday cakes.
They are things I've tried but am not necessarily gifted at. If I practice, who knows what would happen? I might not cry when I'm trying to decorate a birthday cake eventually. (After the last time, the Husband gently asked if my desire to make *I* this "perfect" cake was worth the distress it was causing me. In my imagination, I can see what I want to do so clearly, why will my hands not cooperate?!)
I can appreciate another person's gifts and passions, sometimes even envy their results. That doesn't mean I can or should expect to have equally spectacular results. I just have different (still somewhat mysterious ;)) gifts.
I can stretch my limits a little bit and try new and different things. I can embrace the project and want to try really, really hard, but I still may not be able to do it. Instead of feeling low because I am not Bakerella, I am going to be happy just being me; the sometimes pessimistic,extra emotional, always blessed Child of God.