CARRIE CLASSON (cont.)

I feel alone and ignored.

When friends don't write back and no one seems to notice my writing and I wonder if I might be delusional, typing away every day with no one reading my novel.

It covers when I am tired and a little sore and I don't feel like taking my walk or doing my pushups or finishing the cleaning or the paperwork that seems overwhelming at that moment.

“Good enough” covers it all.

And while I have always enjoyed articles about selfreinvention, I discovered with surprise, on this big birthday, that I'm not really interested in reinventing myself, because I like the self I've invented pretty well. Sure, she's got a few issues. But I'm used to her issues and none of them will get her arrested. She's good enough for me.

I realize (with a little disappointment) that this philosophy will probably not allow me to write a selfhelp blockbuster. “You're Good Enough: Get Over It” probably wouldn't make its way up the NYT bestseller list. And that's OK too. I used to think I had a lot more advice for other people than I have today.

Today, I think it's good enough to manage my life as best I can and let others do the same. They are good enough as well.

It will be interesting to approach a new decade with fewer lofty goals and more kindness toward myself. I wanted to finish this column with words worthy of the occasion. I've decided this is good enough.

Till next time, Carrie

Carrie Classon is a writer and performer. She is the author of “ I’ve Been Waiting All My Life to be Middle Aged” and a syndicated columnist. Her memoir, “ Blue Yarn,” was released in 2019. Learn more at CarrieClasson. com. Follow her on Facebook at: CarrieClassonAuthor.