Her situation pretty much explains my life for the last while. I know how to do things or why I need to do things but I often feel stuck or have a firm hold on things I don't want to give up to achieve what I want.
One example is that I get discouraged every Sunday when I try on my church dresses and only my pregnancy skirt fits from my recent miscarriage. It's silly that this simple thing sends me off in such deep discouragement and dislike of my body I'm going to church to thank my Lord for giving me, sustaining me, and allowing me to one day resurrect. My mind knows that life extends much further than the physical stretch. It's in the moments I help Heidi out of her predicaments, the dinners we share as a family, the stories Jesse tells me that make me fall in love with him all over again. I know I'm so blessed to live the life I do. I'm so aware of that. But I also acknowledge the various insecurities I also harbor and attempt to figure out. I hope I have a long life to do exactly that.