What I'm good at...

...funny choice of topic...even for me. What am I REALLY good at? And do we ask ourselves that question and more importantly, answer honestly.

And what is being good at something - is it when you get good results...a satisfactory outcome? Example: if you like fitness-realted activities and you do them well - is being "good" at them being slim or in shape?

Or is being good at something when you enjoy doing it and are happy with your results.

And what about the regularity? Is being good at something dependant on it being something that you do often?

For me, being good at something must embody good results as well as enjoyment.

Which brings me back to what I am good at.

I am good with words - both in conversation and the written word. This talent keeps me safe as it is something that cannot be taken away from me. I use it all the time - work and play. It comforts me. The words seems to float out of mind the way smoke wafts off the end of the of the cigarette and the same way smoking isn't good for me, sometimes saying what I think isn't good for me either.

And there within "what I am good at" I find things that aren't so good.

My Mom always tells the story of when I was little girl, one day I accompanied her to the Doctor. As we sat in the waiting room, waiting, a lady appeared. Mom said I looked straight at the lady and asked her why her lips were so big. Poor Mom.

Now obviously the lady's lips were larger than normal deeming my question an honest one....I must admit, it should have stayed in my mind.

That's me. I say things that I shouldn't.

Now that I am a mother and my life is filled with dozens new tasks that I have had to add to my daily plate, my lack of control when"speaking my mind" is no longer a matter of concern for me.

People are going to like what I say. Some won't.

Should I apologise for it? After all, it's something I am good at!

The people who know me and love me for me, know that when I say something - if it doesn't come out or if it isn't tactful, it is not me being malicious but me being honest.

And let's face it, the truth hurts.

So what are you good at? Are you proud of it? Do you nurture it? You should...I do...after all, I'm still talking.