Not An Expert

I finished high school and graduated college…I read books both large and small…but I am not an expert on anything at all. Not being an expert on parenting although three children I helped raise means all throughout their childhood I was constantly amazed. Not knowing what to do as a parent…never knowing exactly what it takes…means every day is an adventure and we’re free to learn from our mistakes. I am not an expert botanist…when it comes to botany…I haven’t got a clue…in a world that’s filled with flowers and trees…I can only name a few. But not understanding everything about them…or how they came to be…means I am free to enjoy their wonder…the pure beauty that I see. I am not an expert astronomer although among the stars I’ve dwelt…I can point out a few planets…and find Orion’s belt. But not knowing everything about how the universe works means I’m constantly surprised…and why when I look up on a cloudless night I still get stardust in my eyes. I think you get the picture…I am not an expert on anything…of this there is no doubt… But I, for one, am glad there isn’t anything I know everything about. Because that means my life is filled with surprises every night and more surprises every day…and speaking as a non-expert… I wouldn’t have it any other way.