How can something be simultaneously not nearly enough and more than enough?
Enough is probably not the right word. I rarely have the right words.
More than enough in the sense that some of us have been given far more than we deserve. And so gratitude fills the empty places that were there before the gift. The gift is a moment; not something that can be held onto. Only memories of it. Memories + Gratitude = enough. Math!
Not nearly enough in that having seen, touched, tasted… one can only want more. No sane person would not want more.
The struggle is living in the betwixt.
