The Waiting Game

Wait.

Wait is what I find myself least willing to do.

Stay put.

But staying put is impossible when all I want to do is move. I look backward. I look forward. I envision anywhere but here.

Sit tight.

Tight indeed. And stuck. I wrestle against my self-imposed straight jacket of obedience. I plead for you to work quickly. I plead for you to give me something else.

No. This.

But this hurts! This is not what I want!

Trust.

I do. My argument quiets.

Then wait.

 

 

❤ Jenn

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