I learned that I was broken. I didn't know that before she moved in. I know it now.
Sometimes looking back can be painful. It's no fun to remember the times I have fallen, but at the same time I think there is value in seeing how far God has brought me.
Today I am not who I was then. Thankfully.
It's been only by God's grace, His faithfulness and His overwhelming love that I have moved from who I was to who I am now.
I still have a ways to go. I'm nowhere close to where I should be, but, thankfully, I'm closer than I used to be.
When Hannah and I look back on who we were seven years ago, we could focus on what we did wrong (and there was plenty), but instead, we choose to give ourselves a little bit of grace in this area.
Grace to smile at the molehills I made into mountains.
Because there were lots of those.
Grace. I'm so thankful for it.