Aimless Tangents

Not enough…

• time
• money
• daylight
• drive
• passion
• effort
• peace
• compassion
• will
• space
• storage
• clean dishes
• clean laundry
• etc.

I could make a list a mile long of what I don’t have enough of.  Easy job to do as we seem conditioned, partially by society, to focus on what we don’t have.  But yesterday morning, afternoon, and evening right before I turned out the light to go to sleep my husband reminded me of something I do have enough of:  love. 

Yesterday was not a good day.  It was a panic attack, crying filled, fear fueled hell of a morning.  And my husband was brave enough to come home and give me what I needed.  He gave me a hug, let me cry on his shoulder a little bit, soothed me, made me laugh, and then helped me get out of my own head.

I tend to get so caught up in my own worries, in the rabid brain weasels that fight and bite and chew, that I can only focus on the bad.  It is a nasty cycle, one exacerbated by the unemployment and difficult job hunt.  When so much of my life is “Not Enough”, his love, his understanding, his adoration of me is always enough.

Even his unibrow is enough. 

Joining up with the Madhouse Wednesday crew this week since my regular schedule got derailed this week.

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