This is the first year of the Slice of Life challenge that I’ve been okay with not posting every day. I know that’s what the challenge actually is, but sometimes we face our own challenges.
I’m facing the challenge of actually accepting the word “enough” as a life reality.
Tonight, I’m sitting here telling myself it’s okay that enough doesn’t equal full understanding, flawless completion, or steady reliability.
Enough is just… enough.
Since November, I’ve felt like I’m walking on a balance beam made out of spongy trampoline material. During an earthquake. In high wind.
Up is not reliably up. Down is not reliably down.
So, what I can do… It’s enough. What I do understand… It’s enough. The rest isn’t failure. And, it’s okay.
I’ll figure out the rest.