lick your wounds
don’t say anything
just feel it for a while
That’s what I finally told myself after getting another message from the universe: you’re not good enough.
My hot temper reacts to messages like this. After all, of course I’m good enough. But when someone says I’m not, I get all fiery inside. I want to show them why they are wrong. I want to lash out.
But I’m trying to be a better person. I’m trying to take these moments and turn them into something better. If they don’t think I’m good enough, it’s they who misses the benefit of working with me. There is a message here. I’m meant to put my energy elsewhere.
And so the hasty reply email needs to be something I might have done in the past, but something that is no longer characteristic of me.
consolidate
stop giving your content away
pull it all back in
After all, I spread myself too thin. I have too much on my plate. This blog doesn’t get enough attention – from me or from the world. You who visit here, or who read me in your in-box, you are the lucky ones. You are In the Know. It is we who benefit from this blog’s nearly seven years of original content. You are my people.
As I try to be a better person (wife, mother, friend, writer, giver) I know I can’t keep piling my plate so high. It’s selfish, this thought that I can take it all on and do all of the things I must do well. So I’m going to stop trying.
you are good enough
and this is where your words go



You’re good enough. Smart enough. And I’d work with you any day!
You’ll always be good enough for me! 😉
Tee hee
You are BETTER than good enough! You are what I had hoped to become.
Kim, You are lovely and amazing. Don’t forget that!
Time for a Skype-arita meeting, my friend. I can’t have you forgetting that you are my inspiration.
Almost four years later and this is still exactly right.
Exactly.
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You are MORE than good enough Kim. And you’re right. We are the lucky ones.
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