I used to think...

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I used to think I didn't like onions, but now I use them in just about everything I make.

I used to think that friendships were about having a lot in common, but now I think they are about sharing life and being intentional.

I used to think that my child would have a headful of curly hair, but now I have a two year old with barely ANY hair.

I used to think having a nicer, newer home was important, but now I think that having a home with less space to separate us from one another is what I want.

I used to think legalistically about my faith, but now that I know God more, the legalism is fading away.

I used to think that not having a dishwasher would be the worst thing ever, but now, though I'd still like to get a new dishwasher, I've learned to appreciate the quiet moments that have happened for me while washing the dishes.

I used to think that everyone had a soulmate waiting out there, somewhere, just for them, but now I know that you find someone and then choose them everyday.

I used to think that my toddler wouldn't throw tantrums, because I would act on them immediately and he or she would learn quickly, but now I laugh at that thought.

I used to think that my identity was wrapped up in what I did, but now I realize that what I do is simply my role and not my purpose or my identity.

I used to think I had to be super productive during naptime, but now I think I'm going to read a book and/or take a nap while sweet baby number 2 kicks away.