I'm still not very good at liking what I see in the mirror every morning.
I'm not very good at channeling my frustration into something worthwhile.
I'm horrible at keeping my mind in the present.
I love the wrong things far too much and don't give enough time to the things I should.
My heart still hurts, but not as much as it used to.
I always miss people.
I always wish my apologies meant something.
I still sometimes want to self-destruct and when it gets really bad I always know how to isolate myself for a while, but I wish I wasn't like that.
I wish I wasn't so anxious about everything.
I wish I didn't constantly daydream about the boy.
I wish I had the patience to wait for him and not get so ahead of myself.
Mostly I wish I had the ability to stop every once in a while and appreciate what I do have. I wish I could rest easy in the knowledge that it will all work out perfectly and these momentary challenges are merely to encourage me to grow stronger and to fall more in love with my Creator.
He holds my world in His hands.