It’s Friday again. So I am following The Gypsy Mama’s advice and spending 5 minutes once week to “take the chance to just write, and not worry if it’s just right or not.
Here is goes…Thoughts On Waiting:
Waiting is hard. I don´t know many people who actually enjoying waiting. And I would include myself in this group, too. I’d much rather be doing, moving, and making something happen, as opposed to just w.a.i.t.i.n.g
I have friends who are waiting to get pregnant, couples who are waiting for their house to sell. I know people who have been waiting for to find a job for months and others who are waiting for healing from a disease. I know friends who are waiting to get married, waiting for someone to return and waiting to hear if they got accepted to the program.
The thing about waiting is its universal. We all wait. For something.
And I am learning I think it´s how we wait that makes all the difference.
As Ive been learning Spanish I think its fascinating that the word “to wait” (esperar) is the same word used for hoping and expecting. Esperar literally means to hope, to wait and to expect. I wonder how those three words are more connected than we think? It makes me want to be a person who can wait with hope. A person who can wait with expectation. A person who will hold to the belief that how ever hard the wiating and wondering and not knowing is, there is something worthwhile about also learning how to hold on to hope.