Over the years that I've been writing, I've worked at developing an editing eye. I've honed it on reading friends' works online; I've improved at spotting things over the years. That is good.
But what I'm thankful to God for is that I can leave it behind. I've been reading stuff I enjoyed 15 years ago, and aside from occasional glaring irritations like the use of '?!' or the pathological overuse of italics in the book I'm currently savoring--well, I'm able to enjoy the story just like when I was a teenager, to savor the characters and the plot. I can analyze it when I want to, but I don't have to.
I can still read and simply revel in another's handiwork, despite some technical flaws.
And for that, I am very, very grateful.