Patience

I am not patient. If you need to know anything about me, it’s that I am not patient. I like knowing things.

I am in a very loving relationship but things have gotten a bit rocky. My love is very inspired and passionate about his work and he doesn’t like to say no to a challenge. That being said, he often needs time to himself to focus and get things done. It’s one of those things that I know it needs to be done and I’m prepared for it. I may not like it, but it’ll be ok. I’m impatient, not clingy.

And because I am not patient, I made it a resolution to work on it. Sometimes I even annoy myself when it comes to how impatient I can be, but I digress.

Normally, this is fine, but lately, things haven’t really been. I wasn’t aware of how much time was needed to complete this current project. Not only that, but holidays, our three-year anniversary, and my mother’s birthday have come and gone with no word and I’m afraid her death day will as well. I was very unaware that radio silence was needed for this project. But then again, I am not patient and can overreact. I get locked in my head and my patience goes out the window.

If anyone knows of how to practice patience, please pass it along to me. I am doing my best to keep busy but this one is tough.