Try again

I said something to my daughter today that I knew immediately was for me, not her. It was, “Try again. If you try enough times, you’ll get it.”

I know she didn’t appreciate it. She’s three months old. If she could have understood it, I doubt she would have agreed with me that tummy time is necessary to learning to roll over and sit up.

In the instant I told her to keep trying, I thought of myself. When the going gets mildly tough, I want to give up and quit. Or if there is something I want to do or learn, the temptation is to quit because I can’t find the time to do it.

It’s time I start applying my advice to myself. I think I have some projects to work on.