Bet you thought I fell off the face of the earth. Go ahead, admit it.
And I wasn’t even staying here!
My question for the day is: Do you ever feel jealous of people with certain talents? I do.
I cannot listen to anyone who can sing with feeling a sense of jealousy, no matter how moving the music might be. I suspect that the jealousy comes from the fact that I am and have always been a poor singer. Bad enough that the Son and L banned me from singing in the house, even in the shower. It could be because I have an absolutely atrocious sense of pitch, it could be because I am tone deaf, it might even be because I never can remember lyrics. (Which is strange since I can remember whole books close to word for word.) In any case, I feel envy and jealousy when i hear a great singer or choral group.
Another group that I envy and feel jealous of are proto-gymnasts. You know, those absolutely flexible and lithe little people who always look graceful, even if they are tripping down a flight of stairs. Given that I was 6’4″ and 250 lbs. by seventh grade, it is safe to say that I never went through a stage of being tiny, nor lithe, nor graceful. The phrase big-galoot comes to mind. So whenever I see a proto-gymnast, I envy them and am jealous. Primarily because I wonder what it would be like to go through life not tripping over things and never running into door ways and walls, not having to consciously maneuver through a crowd so as not to crush someone. The world must seem like a very different place to those lithe little people.
So who or what skills do you feel jealous of?
My artistic ability consists of drawing stick figures–anyone that can paint or sketch is the target of my envy.
While I consider myself an artist, I can’t draw for squat. I can somewhat draw something if it’s sitting right in front of me, but all of the fantasy things like dragons and fairies I can’t even come close! And people, I can make some portraits that look similar to the elephant man! Therefore, I stick to photography, it still requires artistic vision, but no drawing ability needed!
Honestly? I’m envious of women with families. I would love to have children, but that’s not something in my deck of cards, I suppose. I’m Ok with it, but you did ask.
And as for singing, hehe.. I can’t sing either. Greg teases me about it constantly, so I don’t sing around him. But I love music
Wow 6’4″ in 7th grade? You must have felt like a giant. How tall are you now?
I am jealous of beautiful singing voices too. Oh and skinny people. Major jealousy over them.
Gee, there are so many talents I lack that I admire in others: singing, painting, dancing, playing musical instruments; the list goes on forever. I’m not sure the feeling is jealousy however just admiration for things I can’t do.
I say I’m jealous a lot but really I’m not..I am in awe of people who can do great things
I say I’m jealous a lot but really I’m not..I am in awe of people who can do great things
Ha! I don’t know where to start. As happy as I am with myself and with my life, there are so many people and situations that give me a twinge and make me wish I could just change that *little* thing…. Fortunately, I cna live with it
Dan,
It’s funny I should read this post today since having come from Mama Kat’s post about wanting to sing.
I shall copy and paste my comment here for you, because I think it applies beautifully…
“I ALWAYS wanted to sing.
In my mind, I had a great voice, soaring highs, breathy lows. I used to sing along at top volume to anything I could. Until one day, one of my friends TAPED me, and played it back…
There was this warbling-bleating sound that could only have been coming from a constipated walrus. Surely that was not me? But alas, to my utter humiliation, it was. I never sang in front of anyone again.
My daughter, in a fine twist of fate, has the voice of an angel, and has sung at many community events. I now live my dream vicariously through her.”