How easily we tell ourselves that we haven’t done enough, that we aren’t enough. But stop and count it up, and you are enough. Even if all you did today was get from one end of the day to the other, you are enough.
Take one of my recent days, for example:
A poorly boy was tended, nurtured and loved. He was brought soothing drinks and cuddles, and tucked up tight at the end of the day.
A family was fed healthy meals. (The ones who were able to eat!)
Writing obligations were kept, and new opportunities were followed up.
A week’s worth of laundry was washed, dried and put away. (And the remainder piled up for the husband to iron. No need for us to carry all the burden ourselves, remember.)
Clients were responded to, meetings arranged and more obligations kept.
Body and soul were held together for another day.
It is enough. It is more than enough. Living and working: together they make a rounded whole.