We’ve all done a lot of waiting lately.
Waiting for things to open up, waiting for justice to be served, waiting for our year, our world to be better.
Waiting, waiting, waiting.
And I’m sick of waiting, sure. But that doesn’t mean I will stop taking care of myself, speaking out, and generally trying to make a better life.
But it does teach us once critical lesson: patience.
Even when the sun is shining and the weather is good, even when the conditions are right and everyone’s paying attention, even when it was “supposed” to be a good year.
It doesn’t mean that we won’t still wait for what’s to come.
But the best things (I hope) come to those who wait.