Today I decide to let go of the, “I am not good enough” chain that I usually wear around my neck.
My deeds have defined who I am. My sacrifices have determined my worth. I give of myself till I’m dry.
If my house is a mess, do not think me lazy.
If I fix frozen pizzas and boxed macaroni and cheese, don’t feel sorry for my kids.
If my bills are late, my clothes wrinkled and stained and my pile of dishes are higher than the friends that I can count, please don’t sigh for me.
My life is one step in front of the other. That is all I can do. The homework, the office, the responsibilities consume. I am but a to-do-list with legs.
I long to stare at a wall, to have no one want anything from me.
I want to be invisible, yet appreciated for who I am.
I desire to magically suspend the balls that I juggle each day.
“Good enough” is a sickness and I want to be free.
Instead, my new operating system says that I am, “Great as is”. No updates are necessary. No Martha Stewart life for me.
Bring on the messy, the late, the I don’t know where I put that.
I choose to never be behind, but exactly be right where I am supposed to be.
I am exchanging my would of, should of, and could of existence for an- I am who I am, and I am proud.
That is me! I am great as is.