I wish I had a hidden skill.
Something I could just whip out
at times when the chips are down
and give everyone a thrill
when they discover my skill.
Continue readingI wish I had a hidden skill.
Something I could just whip out
at times when the chips are down
and give everyone a thrill
when they discover my skill.
Continue readingI was sitting in a circle of women and we each had a question to answer. My question, typed on a strip of paper was, “Name one thing you do well.” We were at a get-to-know-you Relief Society Meeting and the object was to answer the question (not mentioned but kind of implied to answer truthfully). I happened to be the second to last person in the circle so I had plenty of time to think. I needed more time. I couldn’t think of one single thing. This is a relatively new problem for me. I used to be able to divulge my many virtues at the drop of a hat. But alas, my cockiness has been knocked down a few degrees.