I don't care what your friends say, your bosses, professors, or old Lou himself. If anyone says you're lacking, they're wrong.

I don’t know how to put this, so I’ll just come right out and say it.

You are enough.

Maybe you don’t need to hear that. But I feel it’s important to tell you since some folks are sending today’s kids a different message. One that says you AREN’T enough.

And they’re full of Shinola.

I don’t know where these screwy messages come from. But just for laughs, let’s say they come from a radio-tower operated by a fella named Lou—who has goat horns and a pitchfork.

And these radio broadcasts play inside our brains. They go something like:

“Welcome to tonight’s broadcast of: You’re a Big Stinking Loser, Kid. Tonight’s episode: Top Ten Reasons Why You’ll Never Amount To Spit. Now let’s take our first caller…”

Everyone’s radio picks up Lou’s god-awful programs. Both rich and poor people. And after listening to Lou for a while, these folks start to feel unsatisfied. And it’s a feeling that’s spreading like black fever.

Chances are, even your mailman feels dissatisfied—just ask him.

Today, too many young folks feel like they aren’t enough. To fix this, some kids find heroes who they consider MORE than enough. These are usually the wrong heroes— celebrities with fat bank accounts and fake body parts.

And this is exactly what Lou wants.

But you should know: Lou is a liar. And I know this because he still owes me money from the Super Bowl.

So don’t listen to him. Don’t be one of those kids who tries to measure up to Lou’s ridiculous ideas.

If you want to know my opinion, here it is:

You came out of your mama’s belly. Which was no easy task. Your mama probably screamed bloody murder, squirting you into this world. You should’ve seen yourself, you were something else. When folks caught glimpses of you, they couldn’t help but stare.

And on that day, you weren’t just “enough.” You were art. Ten pounds of perfect in a five-pound bag.

So now you’re here. Alive. You’ve already won, kid.

There’s nothing else you need. There is nobody to impress. No standardized test to pass. No senior with a letter-jacket you need to kiss.

I don’t care what your friends say, your bosses, professors, or old Lou himself. If anyone says you’re lacking, they’re wrong.

No wad of money, no new car, no college degree, no career, no low-carb diet, no spouse can make you any more beautiful than you are right now.

Because you are enough. In fact, your cup is practically running over.

Tell Lou he can go straight to…

Never mind.


  1. James Godwin - February 17, 2017 3:11 pm

    I truly love your talent Sean of the South! I look forward to your article every day. Some are better than others but they are all good. As refreshing as a spring rain shower you might say.
    Something to lighten my mood. Something pleasant to think about.
    I’m sick of politics and I’m sick of gloom and doom.
    Thanks for something sweet, and soft. Something I like to share with my friends.
    God did good when he gave you your talent. Thanks for sharing it with me.
    Buck Godwin

  2. Ellen Brooks - February 17, 2017 3:43 pm

    You are precious Sean of the South! I love your daily Southern sentiments. I love the South and the people in it. Your writing brightens my day! Bless you and Thank You!!!

  3. Stephanie - February 17, 2017 3:48 pm

    Thank you!

  4. Anne-Marie - February 17, 2017 5:51 pm

    Strong, powerful, beautiful message for us all!
    Thank you.

  5. Priscilla S. Adkisson - February 17, 2017 7:54 pm

    Keep up the good writing – so many people need to hear what you are saying. Thanks.

  6. Charaleen Wright - April 5, 2019 3:58 am


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