Some days I look in the mirror and I see a person who isn’t living to her ful potential.
Some days I see a person who is overweight, lazy and tired.
Some days I see that I am not pretty enough. Not smart enough and just not enough.
Some days I see a person who struggles with parenting. I see a person who doesn’t laugh enough. Doesn’t play enough. And is a disappointment to her children.
I am a daughter of a loving Heavenly Father.
I remember I am who I am meant to be.
I remember the loving words of a husband who loves the real me.
I remember the softly spoken words of a child who says “I love you mom”
I remember that looks aren’t what makes me me.
I remember and I smile because I know I am completely loved for who I am.
I remember I am enough for the task Heavenly Father has given to me.
I remember there will always be someone prettier, someone smarter, someone kinder than I am but I only need to be me and that is enough.