Waiting in Line

“Patience is not simply the ability to wait – it’s how we behave while we’re waiting.” ~Joyce Meyer~ Do you have patience while waiting in line? At the grocery store? Buying a concert or theater ticket? Stuck in rush-hour traffic or at the DMV? Ladies…the overly busy restroom? It’s okay if your answer is no, I don’t always have patience either. There are days when I don’t behave well while waiting – participating in the sucking-of-teeth thing, followed by aRead more

Don’t Fret the Wrinkles

“Are you really who you say you want to be?” ~John Pavlovitz~ The woman in the photo may be worrying about the answer. Is she who she wants to be? Or simply worried about a pimple? Fretting over a wrinkle? Upset that her compact will not tell her she’s the fairest? What if that’s who she wants to be? The fairest… And she’s not? In the context of John’s quote, he had asked the question, “What is the way forwardRead more

The Wait is Over

“Good things come to those who wait.” a/k/a “Patience is a virtue.” I have been searching for a new cell phone for months. One that wouldn’t cost an arm and a leg and half of my life savings. And, yet, I wanted a phone that wasn’t already two years old. I found said phone in a Samsung Galaxy Note 8. Yes, I know the Note 9 was just released, but that’s why the Note 8 was reasonably priced. I alsoRead more

What if?

I see the smiles of familiar faces on Sunday morning, I feel their hugs and I ask… Why do we wait for an hour on Sunday to show kindness and love? What if we hugged our neighbors and strangers and those in pain instead of pushing them away? What if we said a cheery “hello” to everyone we met instead of a passing nod and mumbled “harumpfff?” What if we live to serve others rather than serving our own vestedRead more

Let it Be

Mom speaks words of wisdom and she doesn’t know it. It’s wisdom for her daughter. To let it be. I’ve been reticent to write about mom for several weeks. Her dementia has been in a darker place of late, filled with anxiety and worry and sadness. It was only this past Thursday, when I paid a special visit to the woman who still clutches the ratty black sweater, that she seemed in a better place. Mom appeared more alert thanRead more

Once in Awhile…

…I sit still, I take a stance, a crouch, a lay on the bed. I give human the photo op, not moving for the time it takes the camera to signal its readiness. Averting my luminous avocado eyes, for a moment, as I dare not let her get too attached to them. I bitch with a cackle, “Hurry up human, my patience is none!” “Take the picture now, so we can be done…with this nonsense.” And it is done. You areRead more