In . ad . e . quate /ɪnˈadɪkwət/

I am a good girl, a ‘Christian’ at that
I don’t talk out of turn or raise my voice over my peers’
I keep to myself, and stay out of trouble
I go to Church on most Sundays and keep a good relationship with God

I have gone to good schools
Gotten good grades
Made good friends; and pretty much had a good life.

Notice how everything has been good? Just good, and where my problems lie exactly …

A  couple of weeks ago I met up with some friends I hadn’t seen in a while, I listened to them talk about their lives, their great accomplishments, the fantastic schools they attended and how they got to live the kind of lives  they’d always dreamed of and went on to even talk about their greater aspirations.
Which left me thinking …

I discovered the life I have lived was good, and really nothing else to it. Just good. Mediocre you might say.

And it was in that moment that I couldn’t help but feel inadequate – like the life I had lived was somewhat not enough, not like I thought it would play out. Not impressive. Just good.