My son’s favorite word is “more.” Some might say it’s mine, too. For Thanksgiving, I’m working on a different word: “enough.”
When I say I want more, I’m not talking about material objects or bigger cars. I’m talking about just wanting more out of life: accomplishing more, doing more, seeing more. I’m constantly feeling like I don’t have enough time to do all the things I want to do. I struggle to fit in everything, and with a toddler, that’s hard.
I have a difficult time sitting back and enjoying the moment, of not thinking about the list of things in my head that I have or want to do. I’m constantly comparing my life to others, as least as I see others’ lives on Facebook (and we know FB lies). I always want more.
So this Thanksgiving, as trite as it sounds, I’m going to focus on being grateful for the things I do have. This is not an easy task for me, and probably for many people. In our privileged world, we want the best: The best schools and the best jobs and the best vacations. We want to eat at the best restaurants and wear the best clothes and stay at the best hotels. We want our children to have the best. In our jobs, we want to be the best worker, the best of what we do, the top of our game.
Many of these goals are admirable. I grew up always striving, always determined for more. I get annoyed at myself when I don’t do the best job, or when I think someone else has done something better than I have. Or when someone else has more than me.
I wish I could just have more children without infertility treatments or adoption.
There are many things I wish for.
But if recent world events have showed me anything, it’s that these are small, small problems. There are parents in this world dealing with much harder challenges. I know this rationally. So how do I find the balance between striving for more and being grateful for what I have?
I never thought I’d quote Oprah, but today I read something she said that resonated with me:
Be thankful for what you have, you’ll end up having more. If you concentrate on what you don’t have, you will never, ever have enough.”
I’ve felt my own shortcomings recently, as I have seen so much that others are going through while I grumble about my own life. So this Thanksgiving, I am grateful for my son, my husband, my family. I’m glad I have a roof over my head and food to eat. These are no small things, because many people don’t have them, or have lost them.
I have enough, and I’m realizing that enough is more than enough.
What are you grateful for this Thanksgiving?