Patience is a virtue, possess it if you can.

Patience is a virtue, possess it if you can.

If I were to identify some of the characteristics of my soul, patience would not be at the top of the list.

I would describe my chief characteristics as "anxious", and "worrisome".

But I have learned to be patient.  That learning is rooted in the very many flights I have taken in which things have gone wrong, leading to endless delays at various airports, and several diversions of my flights in progress.

Each time I have been comforted by this thought: "you have never NOT gotten home, so relax and stop fretting".    That's a learned patience.
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I took my car to the local car-wash the other day.  The world and her husband had the same idea.  So I had to wait, and wait, and wait for my car to be washed and detailed.

When all was done the car wash manager said "thanks for your patience".

I responded "I was not truly patient, but I faked it".

Faking patience can lead me to become truly patient!

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Thus it was at my nuclear stress test this morning.  There was a lot of "hanging around" and waiting.

There was a forty-five minute long "rest period"  after one of my veins had been injected with some nuclear fluid or other,

Twice I had to lie down and be motionless for ten minutes at a time whilst the "camera" scanned and photographed my heart.

The whole procedure took two and a half hours, but dammit-all, I did not fret, I did not fume.  This was because I had decided to be patient.

Despite my anxiety (see yesterday's blog), all went well, (which leads me to express my embarrassment about being anxious).

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BUT NOW I need a fresh supply of learned patience for I have not heard from the Cardiologist. In truth I have yet to meet her.

I wonder:  "is my heart about to break?";  "will it break out into a joyous rendition of 'hearts and flowers'?"; or has this been "much ado about nothing?".

God grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change.   I will take my rest and be patient until she calls me tomorrow.



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