I see a need to rest more.
To “cut out the parts of me that may tempt me to sin.” In my case, that would be ruminating on certain thoughts or truths that lead to a bad attitude.
To recognize that my body rarely feels like I pushed too hard, so I just have to “mama” myself and assume it sometimes.
Finishing some of the books I started feels so good, even if they weren’t the greatest.
When I stand back and look at myself, I see a whole lot of strength and self- control toward others that I didn’t always have (not perfection here, but good stuff.)
And lastly, I am so very grateful to my parents and grandparents for their love and examples.