Young me absolutely did not appreciate the richness that discipline brings to a life. I certainly appreciated other things. A delicious meal? Absolutely. A lovely friendship? Yes. A beautiful flower? Yes again. Discipline? Um, no.
Older me wants to befriend it, better understand it, and saturate myself in stories that glorify it. Even experience pain in order to achieve it.
Because the years are teaching me how incredible and necessary discipline is:
We all must suffer one of two things:
The pain of discipline
the pain of regret.
Creator of Love, Auntie.