Quite simply, what are you good at? All of us have particular strengths- what are yours? This week, talk about these talents, big or small. Ideas: discuss how you use these things in your daily life or job, how you discovered a knack for this or that, perhaps even touch on whether or not you are passionate about the things you’re good at.

If I’m being honest, it’s really hard to write this without prefacing with all of the things that I’m not very good at. And isn’t that just ridiculous? I’m making a point to not put any of those things down. I feel like the list of the things that I’m good at are so random and bizarre and don’t make a lot of sense–so I was self conscious about writing this one. But then I happened upon this quote on Pinterest and it made me feel a lot better about it.

A more thorough blogger might google Fabienne Fredrickson to see if she’s real and the kind of person that I want to promote on my blog but meh. I probably won’t do that. It’s cool. It’s my space. We’re all fine.

Anyway, I’m good at giving back rubs. I’m good at keeping our groceries and weekly menu organized. I’m good at reminding my friends to be gracious with themselves. I’m not allowing any “buts”, so we’re just ending this paragraph right here.

As it turns out, these aren’t really all that unrelated or random. I think I’m good at taking care of other people. That’s true.

I give Ryan good back rubs by saying to myself, “what would feel good to me?” And then I press my way up his spine and around his shoulder blades and neck muscles and offer as many back scratches as requested. I think he likes it. I’d like it if the roles were reversed.

I was never really excellent about planning out food and meals when I was a single person. Mostly I went to the store and bought potato chips, cottage cheese, and baby carrots. And then when this gentleman moved in and started going halfsies on the groceries, I thought we better get that ish organized out of respect for his financial contributions and need for well-balanced meals. I’m really proud of that, too. It makes me feel like a woman who’s got her whole life together (even if it’s just one little slice of my whole life). I sit down on Sunday morning with my perfect notebook and my cup of favorite coffee and (with the help of my pinterest board) I make a list of a few meals that we might like to have later that week. Yadda yadda yadda, it all comes together. (I’ve thought about writing a post about my method of meal planning but I can’t decide if it’s a terribly boring topic or not.)

I think that while I might not be passionate about back rubs or meal planning–I am passionate about making my loved ones aware of the love and respect and admiration I have for them. Love from me is feeding you and love from me is touching you and love from me is reminding you to be good to yourself.

What are you good at?
Is meal planning boring?
Isn’t this all a little boring, anyway?

xoxo, Lib