I've always considered myself to be a
patient person, in all its definitions.
I'm good with children and am unfazed by outrageous behaviour. I can out wait
the longest tantrum.
I somehow manage to stay calm in the face of extreme provocation (okay maybe
not all the time) and am usually fairly composed.
When I failed my exams I picked myself up
and studied harder and took them again.
On the days when the pain has felt like it
was ripping my insides apart I have endured until it has passed.
And as a child I held my breath as
Christmas got closer and I waited for Father Christmas to visit without
searching or pestering.
But while I have learnt that sometimes good things come to those who wait
sometimes my imagination and longings get the better of me and today is one of
those times.
You see there's something I want, more than
anything, and I don't want to have to wait for it. I want it now, but I can't so
I have to try to extend my patience even further and hope that that my
willpower and fortitude won’t fail me and that my patience is eventually
rewarded.
But what about you? Are you patient in the traditional sense? Do you withstand
provocation and misfortune; do you ignore hardship and wait for it to pass
without complaint? Do you silently endure?
Or does having to wait make you frustrated as hell?
