The truth is…
I’m fascinated by the Tiny House living idea. It looks so smart, right. I can live off the grid, live where I want and not carry on a mortgage. Except I’m not single. Except I have a large dog. Except I have a preschooler and I can’t imagine he’d be too keen in his early teen years to be right across the loft from us. Yeah.
But the idea of the freedom…to journey… it always beckons.
I’m hoping to leave on a three-day roadtrip this week with said son to see some relatives and I can’t tell you how eager I am to just drive. Driving long distances is meditative for me. Therapeutic. I love finding beauty in the roadside and imagining the others who traveled before me. I want to share with my son some of the goofy roadside attractions.
I guess in general I want for him to start to love the journey of life. To develop a patience for it and see the beauty that exists “on the way.”
We have also been looking into train travel too as a family. First, my son is a huge Thomas the Tank Engine lover, but again, to begin to instill in him a patience for times when life isn’t exactly in your control. So what can you see from where you are and let’s take pleasure in the unexpected stops along the way.
That especially applies to our careers. In college, I was fully on-board for a life of “Broadcast News.” But then new innovations happened, I grew and life has taken me many unexpected places where I’ve learned things I never expected. I think it’s important to be thankful for the acrobatics of our career trajectories.
I can’t say it is airplanes that have destroyed our society’s patience level but I do think we all could do better about accepting the wait. Sometimes we might be surprised by how short it is.
I found that out today. Friday, my eyes were feeling horrible and after passing on eye exams for twenty years, Friday was my day to go get one. Do you know that many places said their earliest appointment would be in two weeks?!! Really?! So I ended up at the Walmart Vision Center and it was quite a pleasant experience. Then, I was told my glasses – yes, I did need glasses surprise, surprise – would be ready in ten days. I was a bit shocked – no one-hour service? But I accepted it. The important thing was I’d done something positive for myself, especially in the health arena.
And they just called! My glasses are there today! Woohoo!
I’ll leave you with one last word on the patience subject. In my bathroom, I have a sign that states it best. “Be patient. Our prayers are always answered, but not always on the exact day we’d like them to be.”