|photo by Serifina Samadhi|
One of the most difficult lessons for me is patience. I dislike waiting. Yet it seems that I have been waiting for one thing or another for more than half my life.
Oh you wouldn't even know most of the time that I was waiting for something, because I seldom sat around to watch for what I was waiting for. I grew up on a farm doing all things required for farm life. Milking the cows in the evening and then running it through the separator was my job. As was cleaning out the chicken barn, laying in the feed and gathering eggs.
Every other night it was also my turn to wash dishes from a whole days cooking and eating which added up to quite a lot with 8 people in the family, and multiplied greatly when we were cooking for the harvest crew which meant feeding another 4 to 6 mouths.
Patience. . lots of patience!