This piece of paper has been taped to the top of my desk for almost a year now. Yet, it’s only recently that I’ve started living by it on a daily basis. Just imagine…you…YOU alone are enough. Nothing to prove to anybody.
Originally the concept felt foreign to me. I always felt like I had to prove myself to everybody. As a child, to my parents that I was smart enough and good enough. To men, that I was pretty enough and worthy of love. Once I left the South, I felt I had to prove I wasn’t some back water idiot raised in the swamps. (Can you believe people actually asked me if I had to take a row boat to get to my house through the Louisiana swamps? Those were also the same morons who thought I was friends with Brittany Spears because we’re both from Louisiana. But I digress…) And finally, on the verge of 38, I have nothing to prove to anyone. I’m enough all on my own. And so are you!!