Any Which Way to Smile

I remember the day I learned about patience...
I was five, and my mother was trying to get me ready to go to her parent's house for the day.
My mother was still teaching me to tie my shoe. I was in a hurry to learn. I grabbed the laces adamantly, and she said "Whoa, whoa. Be patient...Look" And I was completely still. For some reason, those words rushed through my ears, into my brain, and held me fast. That word meant something to me, for some reason.
Then I went to brush my teeth. My mom was getting angry because it was taking so long to leave. She walked in after a while, and grabbed the toothbrush. She tried to help me brush my teeth.
I remember getting angry about this, and grabbed it back from her. I said, and I STILL remember this:
"Be PATIENT".
And I totally meant it.
I think I taught my mother patience as well.

Okay, so it might be completely out of nowhere...
But if being patient means eventually being happy...
Then it's worth the wait.

posted by Tim @ 10:59 AM