Adopt the pace of nature: her secret is patience.
~ Ralph Waldo Emerson
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Thanks to my long-ago boyfriend Henry, I have continued to work on self-awareness, my spiritual being, my fears, insecurities, and the actual things that hold me back in my life. I've overcome many things, I'm a content and happy person, I have everything I need, I've dropped fear along the way, and I've come to see that love is really what matters in life.
But there's one thing impossible to improve on, or so it seems.
PATIENCE
Yesterday, I was waiting for my relatives who probably only saw the rising sun on school day mornings.
The kids, I mean.
They eventually showed up, hours late, and we had a lovely day. Nothing really changed by them being late. We communicated, I knew they woke up late, their dad had something to see to, their car needed oil, which had to be bought. Life got in the way of them being here when I expected them to.
And I was the only one who suffered, here in my own home. It wasn't like I was standing on a street corner, waiting.
I'm reflecting on patience this Sunday morning.
