I AM ENOUGH.

I am full of sparkle and compassion. I genuinely want to make the world a better place. I love hard. I practice kindness. I’m not afraid of the truth. I am loyal, adventurous, supportive, and surprising. I am a woman. I am enough. I make mistakes, but I own them and learn from them. Sometimes I make a bunch of mistakes.

I am an open book, juicy, artistic, curvy, full blast. I am also emotional, demanding, and looking for answers. I am a woman who is open to mysteries, accepting of miracles. I am diving in, devouring, loving, protecting, peeling back the surface of petty desires to the hunger for connection, for belief, for truth.

I am less concerned with doing things correctly than I once was and more concerned with dancing, bowling, and singing loudly even if I dont know all the words.

I accept that I try hard to see the good in everyone and that it usually backfires on me. I accept that I usually dont stand up for myself, and for not always saying whats really on my mind, and allowing myself to slip into self imposed isolation. I accept that dont like to play by the rules, or answer questions or have the freedom to do what I want, when I want it. I am still enough.

I am a lover of salty popcorn, vodka, a full moon and stars in the midnight sky, a big ol barn sitting in the middle of nowhere, the smell cotton candy, laughing until I can’t breathe, having someone reach for my hand. I am a dreamer, a friend, a jokester, a daughter, a confidant, and a life long student.

I am enough.