"Comparison is the thief of joy” Theodore Roosevelt
Comparing myself to others or what I ought to be or do is a recurring theme in my normal life and this season of Advent seem to bring this topic front and center. For me, comparison starts with outdoor Christmas lights. I drive through my neighborhood and see my neighbors homes are beautifully lit celebrating the beauty of the coming season. I wish that I could simply appreciate and marvel at the bright and shiny lights. Nope not me.
I imagine my neighbors all going to their neatly organized garages to pull out their clearly labeled red and green plastic tub filled with untangled strands of lights and donning their roof edges and tree branches with lovely twinkly lights! They probably do it as one big happy family complete with steaming hot mugs of cocoa playing games of tag and they instantly work and there are lots of oohs and ahs.
Yes I'm one for exaggeration but I literally at this very moment cannot even tell you if we have outdoor lights and if we do if they work or if one stupid little bulb is missing and the entire 25 foot strand is worthless.
So in the midst of where my crazy monkey brain goes in the mere 5 seconds it takes to pull into my driveway, I'm working on taking a deep breath and saying these words my friend Rachel told me and now remain on post it note in my head and heart…
I am Enough. I do Enough. I have Enough.
Whether I have Christmas lights up by December 1st or not I know I'm worthy of love and it has absolutely nothing to do with anyone else or what I look like or what my home looks like on any given day of the year. End of story.