Eighteen

Day Eighteen:  Where is my mind?

On Patience…

I’ve started to write this many times, but all I can think of to say is that I don’t have any patience.  I don’t like to wait for things, I get frustrated when it takes me longer to understand things, or get things done.  I have a short temper for people who have a hard time understanding me, or are over-eager to help me.  I want to change and have more patience, but I am at a loss of how to improve, suggestions are welcome, actually encouraged.  Although if you are judgemental, I’ll lose my patience and get frustrated with you.

That’s all I have to say, it’s simple today.  I’ve had a stressful day and the evening really helped.  I wanted to talk about my little brother and his ability to actually make me forget about everything else in my life and just watch the Simpsons and eat Swiss Chalet and laugh and lay around and drink oj and not think about anything but his little smile.  He’s getting so big, he turns twelve this week, and I am really proud of him.  He started tennis lessons a couple of weeks ago and has told me all about it.  He loves it.  He wants to come horseback riding this summer.  This has become more about him and less about patience, but being with him today I think really helped me de-stress at a time where my patience has completely run dry. 

Maybe that’s the first step for me to improve:  take a step back often and recognise the real worth in all of these things I am losing patience in.  I can do this, just need to remind myself every once in a while.

Night,

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