A show of hands, “How many of you enjoy waiting?”
Interesting…..I see no one’s hands up, not mine for sure
I try to be a patient waiter, meaning not complaining while waiting
It doesn’t help to complain, doesn’t speed things up and I tell myself,
It will happen if and when it’s suppose to happen.
What helps me during this limbo time, is to find something else to focus on.
Something pretty and restful to look at; like these photos.
Looking at these breathtaking photos takes me to a “Be still my soul” place.
Stop here and sit a spell. Breath, Breath, Breath
Seems life is a series of waits. Wait to grow up, wait to finish school, wait to find the right career, wait to find the right partner, wait to have children….and on it goes.
Wonderful things to wait for, not so wonderful and some ‘time will tell’
if it was wonderful or not.
Now I’m waiting…….waiting on the closing date to buy a cottage. The townhouse has served it’s purpose, but it’s time to move on.
New spaces waiting, new walls waiting, new floors waiting
Waiting for someone with an addiction to decorating to walk through the door and that would be me.
And, of course, you’ll be there for it all.
The wait is almost over.