Life is relative. What is easy for some is very difficult for others. Math is a great example. My two boys with autism love math. It is very easy for them to grasp and compute. They both took harder math classes in high school than I ever did in college. Oh yeah, I did not take ANY math class in college because trigonometry in high school was enough for me. I muddled through that class after endless hours of studying. My sons breeze through those calculations without effort. I wish I had their ability.
My boys roll their eyes at me, not understanding how I can’t grasp the simple concepts.
In contrast, I enjoy writing. It can be fun, even a welcomed challenge to me. For my boys, writing is downright painful. They’d rather do their Saturday chores than write. They will even do MY chores to procrastinate that tedious task of putting words on paper. Once they sit down to write, the dead would complain about my kids’ groans that permeate the air. My sons equate writing to a medieval torture, and should be outlawed. They wish they had my ability.
I roll my eyes at them, not understanding how they can’t grasp the simple concepts.
We are all gifted. Sometimes, we spend too much time working on our weaknesses that we forget to capitalize on our strengths. Find that talent, and let it flourish!