Good Enough

Strong work ethic, desire to do one's best, be the best possible parent, sister, brother, child, spouse, worker, and most often a combination of all of these.  We strive to have bodies that are strong, hearts that are open and optimistic, and minds that are nimble.  We want to protect the ones we love from any pain. 

I watched Vegas and Molly in the backyard as I was grilling sweet potatoes and peppers.  Molly runs like a young deer with new legs.  She is going on eight years old.  Each leg goes in a seperate direction and the greater her joy, the more uncoordinated she becomes.  There was an episode of "Friends" where Phoebe runs with complete abandon - this is our Molly and we call her Phoebe when she does this.  Well Molly got her joy run on, Vegas laid in wait for the neighborhood cat (laying, laughing on the other side of the fence), and I realized that neither of them were worried about being better dogs.  They simply were content with what they were doing.  I spend a lot of time wishing I could be a better something and don't feel all that great about myself when I miss the unrealistic high mark.

I ate dinner and Vegas collapsed on the floor at my feet, tired from her cat waiting and tennis ball chasing moments.  I reached down to scratch her neck, under her chin and she tossed her head back as I knew she would.  If she had long hair it would be falling down her back.  Vegas smiles that smile and that is enough.  She is enough.  We are all just enough.