Let’s get right to the switch for this bait: I have no idea how to measure enough.
I have a picture in my head of what enough looks like for me. It is very pretty. It has to do with totally liking my day – that’s pretty much it. And it’s totally enough, as long as the picture doesn’t get all muddied with jealous rage when I see a facebook post from fellow author Jen Hatmaker that she is going to be the guest of Kimberly Williams-Paisley at the CMAs tonight. I wrote “fellow author” not because I am remotely on-par with Jen Hatmaker, but because I have to somehow attempt to explain to you how I can compare myself to this woman. I am not jealous that Nicole Kidman, for instance, will probably be at the CMAs tonight. She is a worldwide movie star, married to country music icon Keith Urban. She’s good. But when an author-blogger from Texas gets to go to the CMAs with Annie from Father of the Bride, I turn a little green – like a pale amethyst green, a really pale, almost holy-white kind of green, because I am such a good person and Jen is so worthy. But anyway, it’s moments like that when enough is nowhere to be seen.
I think sometimes we use enough and done as the same word. But I’ve noticed something. I don’t know anyone who’s done. People who seem pretty well-established in the things I pursue are still pursuing. And while they pursue, they have to remind themselves of all the same enough concepts that I say every day.
it’s not about what I get from life but what I give
the joy is in the journey
how significant we are to our loved ones is more important than how significant we are to the world
I lead a small, but valuable life, Kathleen Kelly said. And then immediately she adds, do I do it because I like it or because I haven’t been brave?
I really love – and deeply feel – this line every single day. But I’m wondering if we underestimate how very brave it is to live valuable.
I have begun to adjust my pursuits into wants, wishes, goals, dreams, and various other categories for whether a thing is a true and foreseeable finish line, a distant hope, or a wildest dream. I think the valuable part lies way down at the beginning, somewhere after our glimpse of a finish line but well before we get there. I am doing is every bit as valuable as I have done. Because I am doing is who you are as a person. It’s how you’re hanging on despite adversity, still climbing despite relentless obstacles, facing boldly each mistake or regret in the evening then waking determined to have value, and be even more brave, today.
I don’t know for sure how to measure enough, but I don’t think it’s synonymous with the end. I feel when I stop wanting, I’ll stop living. I think enough has something to do with acknowledging our small but valuable lives and measuring not where we’re going but how we’re getting there. Today was enough. This moment is enough. I have everything right now is supposed to have. It is small. But valuable.
Picture description: Me, my mother and my sisters at a book event in Omaha last year. My mother and sisters also dream and also believe in enough.