What’s my talent?

 Hi kids,

You know how when you were younger and needed reassurance you would ask me “what’s my talent?”

Well this need for reassurance doesn’t go away even when you are a grown adult. 

I’m having one of those spells in which I am unsure of myself. Am I remotely a good wife, mother, daughter, sister, friend? Am I smart enough or kind enough or pretty enough? So I put enough good into the world? Can I fix problems? Can I inspire others? Can I make people - make you - think “wow! I’m so lucky to have this person in my life”

Or do I just need to be satisfied with being unremarkable? This is why I’m turning the tables on you now as you enter adulthood to ask YOU - what’s my talent. 

Love you always,

Mom

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