Published on November 8, 2010
I have this thing that I struggle with a lot.
This thing called “enough”.
I fret about it. I chase it. I worry about it. And I scheme.
Enough is something I create in my head.
I’m not good enough. I’m not doing enough. I don’t have enough.
That’s usually what I say.
So when my life is fabulous–and I love every breathing second of it–there still is a part of myself that wonders–if this is enough. Am I filling every crevice of my existence–am I feeling every ounce of my soul? Can I be better? Can I do more?
Enough is enough.
(No pun intended.)
I learned a big lesson last week. One that I prefer to keep to myself.
I saw myself for simply who I am.
And I saw enough as a carrot I hold on a stick and dangle before me.
I decided to eat the carrot.
And look it—I’m finally putting down the stick.
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