Patience

Is it just me or has anyone else been feeling the older you get the less patience you have? I remember growing up and being impatient for certain things, like Christmas and opening presents or for my birthday. But this is different.....I’m finding that I just have less tolerance for a lot of things and a lot of people.

I guess in some ways its good because after a certain amount of time on this earth there are just some things you shouldn’t put up with.....but how do you walk that fine line of loving your neighbor and just not wanting to be bothered?

The interesting thing is when I started this journey of learning how to love me, I have actually uncovered many qualities in my personality that could use a face lift. Let me tell ya, looking yourself in the mirror and admitting that you have quite a few defects is not always easy breezy!

But what I am also finally understanding is that I’m a work in progress. I’ve always heard that and obviously we know none of us are perfect beings. I think though, sometimes, deep down inside, we all occasionally think that we are. Nothing wrong with that but the reality is we aren’t.

I wish I could wear a tee-shirt or a sign that reads UNDER CONSTRUCTION to remind people that I’m still being worked on. I wish I could see that same sign on everyone else so that I might remember we are all a work in progress. If I can just remember this, maybe I can conjure up a little more patience when dealing with others. Maybe we all can.....

Stiletto
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