I don’t like waiting. Whether it’s waiting in line or for a phone call or for Christmas, I’d rather start doing.
But that’s what’s been happening lately. I’m waiting.
And waiting some more.
But in the waiting, I’ve learned a couple of things:
- You can’t force something to happen before it’s ready. It’s like trying to serve a cake that didn’t bake long enough. You end up with a gooey mess in the center.
- What you’ve been waiting for may not be the right solution. Or the right time. If you had rushed instead of waited, you would have ended up with something that turned out to be the wrong thing.
- In the waiting, you discover what you really wanted in the first place. Maybe it is the thing you’ve been waiting for. Maybe it’s something completely different. But in the wait, what’s important tends to step forward while the frivolities fall away.
- Waiting isn’t fun, but it is part of the journey.
- And since you’re waiting, why not enjoy it?
I’m still working on that last one. I tend to worry when I don’t know what’s going to happen next. And waiting means not knowing which means worrying which means stomach ulcers. Okay, maybe not that extreme…yet. But worrying about the outcome only robs me of the joy I could be having while I wait.
And I’d much rather have joy.
What are you waiting for?