It is so easy, in our consumer-driven society, to want more, More, MORE. More time. More energy. More stuff. More everything. When counting my blessings, though, I know I have . . . enough.
Enough . . . sustenance. I have easy access to well-stocked and convenient grocery stores and farmer's markets. My refrigerator and pantry are overflowing. I have the proper tools for preparing good and nourishing meals. My family sits down to dinner together nearly every night. We are never hungry.
Enough. . . comfort. My home is warm and cozy. It's full of things I love, and it's easy to relax and rest there. A fire in the fireplace, curled up in a cozy chair, with some knitting. Or a book. And a glass of wine. I can kick back and recharge with my favorite things.
Enough. . . variety. I have 4 seasons, over 300 channels, a Netflix subscription, 2,578 songs on my iPod, a library full of books, a closet full of yarn, friends near and far, activities I enjoy, and a never-ending list of ideas to try. Life is never dull.Enough. . . information. I can find almost anything - quickly - online. I can find obscure answers to a crossword puzzle, or a pattern for mittens. I can pay my bills, or find last night's hockey highlights. I can do my Christmas shopping, or check in with my daughter. It's so easy to find what I'm looking for.
Enough. . . freedom. To decide what I want to do. And where. And with whom. To go where I want. To think what I want. To speak freely. To choose.
I have enough. . . of what I need.