I wish I could manage my home better.
I wish I could blog real content and on a consistent basis.
I wish my journal entries weren't obligatory bores.
I wish I could eat candy and it be good for me.
I wish I could eat the veggies I buy every week before they spoil.
I wish I could stop eating out so much.
I wish I could slow down.
I wish I could be the mother, wife, Christian and woman I want to be.
I wish I could be happy with my imperfections.
I wish I could better recognize the difference between times when speaking up is a moral obligation or a futile conversation with fools.
I wish I could care less about the things that aren't important.
I wish I could care more about things that matter.
I wish stretch marks were reversible.
I wish I had more time.
I wish I had more Jesus and less me.
I wish I were running.