Enduring to the end

The thought that keeps running through my mind lately is enduring to the end. The constant laundry, dishes, cleaning, cooking, kids needs, church callings, and trying to work a lot at the same is so very very exhausting. I'm just trying to hang on and endure to the end. I feel like I have my own version of a handcart. If I can just hang on, it'll all be worth it in the end.