If you have food in the cupboard and a roof over your head, it is enough.
If you have worries that wake you but family that make you, it is enough.
If you have known love, shown love and grown love, it is enough.
If you have dreamed a little, worked a lot and been satisfied with your endeavours it is enough.
If the art of giving is more meaningful than getting, it is enough.
In the dark moments of life if you can still see a tiny flicker of light it is enough.
It is enough. It doesn’t have to be as vast as the oceans or as deep as the sea or as high as the mountain,
and you don’t have to be the richest, fastest, bravest, tallest, it isn’t about how much your worth measures but how you measure your worth.
It is enough. This I have learned.
Whatever I am, whoever I am, wherever I am, if I give with gladness of my heart it is enough.
©Alison Jean Hankinson
When I was about 18 a very close friend of mine observed that I always seemed to be searching for something and that she worried that I might never be happy. I remember because it troubled me too, it was as if there was something missing from my life and I didn’t really know what it was, and I mistakenly labelled it happiness or perhaps even love. I think it took me many years to realise that it wasn’t missing at all that I just hadn’t recognised it even though at times it was staring me in the face.