Two Hours

I know I’ve written about the importance of patience numerous times before but it has been awhile. And it is much needed.

We are so impatient about many things. We try to work our own magic to make things work in our own timing. From experience, I see how that messes things up for so many people. Typically, our actions and reactions affect others. And sometimes many others.

I have been known to be an impatient girl in the past, but I’d like to think I’ve done a lot of growing up over the last couple of years or so. I do have flare ups once in awhile. Tonight was one of them.

I was impatient for answers and I kinda freaked out. That certainly didn’t help the already stressful situation. I spent a couple of hours panicking, assuming the worst, and thinking how badly this was going to end for me…only to find out that everything was actually okay.

Two hours spent that I can’t get back. Two hours where I could have focused on something or someone else. And all because I chose not to wait until the facts were in. Instead, I chose to be a hot mess of unbridled emotion.

So here’s my confession. I did it again. But I’m very glad things turned out better than I imagined.

I hope you were patient today and that your day was swell. Thanks for your encouragement to continue writing. I appreciate it so much. ♥️

Andi