Am I normal?

Yes, that's the question I've been asking myself a million times already. I'm happily married with two kids. I have a job that satisfies me. But still that question always make me ask myself. Why? I think. I am the most untalented person alive.
I can't dance. I both have left feet.
I can't sing. I have a voice that can surely cause earthquakes.
I can't write even a simple poem. I just can't organize my thoughts.
I can't talk or even entertain visitors. I just can't think of a topic interesting enough when I'm in front of them.
I can't cook. I like to cook, but it seems cooking just don't like me. My recipes are not tasty at all.
I can't draw. I just envy those perfect strokes.

You see? I'm no good at all. I want to do everything, but I can only do nothing. I just envy those people who are so talented. Why didn't God give me one? Well, it just make me wonder if I am normal.
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