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Life is awesome and it’s so easy for us to forget that.

Since last two days, my phone is behaving dumbly. Because of the arrival of 'Data Giri' in the market, suddenly phone network in my locality has gone absolutely poor. So being home I can't call anyone and obviously no one reaches me, at least through the phone. The same problem my husband is also facing. He works from home and phone communication is really important for him. We are getting irritated as we are not able to talk anyone since last few days. The day before yesterday, I was thinking what a loss it is that I can't call anyone, I am not able to check my parents and I felt I should buy one more SIM now.
Today morning when I was having my breakfast and checking different news websites, I came across an utterly thinkable topic. Are women really feel less about themselves all the time, no matter how much they have in their lives? I can't say this applies to all the women of this world. But yes, I have a tendency of thinking about any bad thing more than cherishing good things in my life. Like I was madly thinking about the network issue in my cell phone as if this is the only important thing I have in my life. Yes, yes, yes, I think as I stare at the kitchen that it’s so unmanaged. I find my house strangely and poorly organized and I always want to buy more furniture. In each area of my life, I always want more.
We actually live in an age of more. Nothing ever seems enough. Simple things are never enough. When we reach one milestone, we set the next goal. We never seem to be happy with ENOUGH. We need to buy more, do more, have more. But the truth is I have enough. I have a beautiful family, no water, and electricity problems at home, all required electronic appliances there and enough money to survive. I have a roof over my head, a bed to sleep in and the luxury of sufficient good. I am also blessed to have supportive friends and neighbors. My husband and I have jobs that allow me to get everything for my family. I get to do what I love doing at home. And I am so grateful for having enough. Sometimes I just need this reminder. Some days I would probably feel that it’s not that amazing because I get caught up in the clouds of more, more stuff, more things and more money. But IT IS amazing. Life is awesome and it’s so easy for us to forget that.
I am not saying we should ignore our problems. Of course, I want my cell phone issue fixed. But I want to change my approach towards problems. If I am not able to call anyone being home, it has its own advantages. I am feeling more love and concerns for my family because I am somehow disconnected like those days when we had less or no phones. And I have ENOUGH resources to connect to them in alternate ways.  you see We all have ENOUGH in our lives, but we occasionally need this reminder too. I have just given this much-needed reminder to myself!
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