It's Enough
It’s enough to walk down the hill and hear the birds.
It’s enough that the sun’s shining overhead.
It’s enough that it’s too hot for my body to be comfortable.
It’s enough to notice my neighbor washing his car.
It’s enough that a bird flew by.
It’s enough that I don’t see other people now.
It’s enough that this lamp post distracted me.
It’s enough that two birds jumped to flight as I neared where they sat.
It’s enough that I take the same route every morning.
It’s enough that I hear the crickets — I guess they’re crickets.
It’s enough that I missed a step just now, and felt a little surge of what might be pain in my lower back.
It’s enough that the tiny hard-shelled caterpillar is slower than I am, so I walked around it.
It’s enough that the neighbor’s Rottweiler barked at me protectively as I passed their house.
The breeze against my skin feels like a gift, and it’s enough.
A girl comes closer, she’s walking as well; an iPhone in her hand and a set of oversized white headphones on her ears, and that’s enough. She doesn’t acknowledge me; no greeting. Just a girl with tattoos and white headphones carrying a gold iPhone walking up a quiet street past me; and it’s enough.
It’s enough that the parking situation never seems to resolve in my neighborhood.
It’s enough that I have to go around cars when I walk.
It’s enough, because it is.
My body slows as I start going up a hill. I don’t know how or why, but it’s enough.
It’s enough that I notice these things. It’s enough that mostly I don’t notice them.
It’s enough that Katie told me Tennessee license plates contain the letter B, and every car I pass does.
It’s enough that my AI assistant did not work this morning as intended.
It’s enough that my heart is full while it is broken, because both can be true.
I’m eternally grateful for the things that hurt me the most, and they are enough.
It’s enough not to blame myself for how I feel.
My pain and my gratitude can coexist in the same moment, and that is enough. I can be grateful for that pain as I cry. The tears come from the gratitude rather than the pain; and that’s enough.