I cut corners.

I say, “good enough” when something’s just ok.

I know there’s a popular school of thought along the lines of “I am enough.”  And, yeah, sure, I’m a pretty good person, take me or leave me, don’t try to change me, yadda yadda. But, I can be better.  And in 2013, I really felt like I fell short in so many things.  I think part of it has to do with my huge failure as a stepmother.  I look back, and I can’t help but think if I had tried harder to be better, maybe I would have been.

I can’t undo the past, but I can “endeavor” in the future.