There are times when all a mom can do is hang on. Sleepless nights with sick little ones, looking around her home and seeing all that needs to be done, wondering when this ______ will pass (fill in with: weaning, potty training, whining, etc.)
And so as my husband and I set our goal on 2.25 miles, I tried to go faster, thinking, let's be done with this, enough already. But I couldn't hang on, I couldn't keep up.
Sometimes just running the race is good enough. I can deal with "good enough" better than complete defeat.
Some days, good enough is all I've got.
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