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Drag Racing with Grandma


Quick note: Chickadee is home with us.  Her G-tube surgery will be within the next couple of weeks.  Thanks for all of your prayers guys!  When I got home and saw that, it made be feel so good.  I love and appreciate you!  She and Beansprout have the flu and are miserable.  I cried as usual on the way home, I think it's just cathartic.  That, and it's really really hard to do Dr. visits.  Anyway, back to my previously scheduled positive post!

I'm writing this on Sunday, because I know that Monday is going to be horrific.  I'm sure that getting my children to bed on Monday and convincing myself to exercise Tuesday is going to be all I can handle.  Or more than.  Do you hear any screaming?

No?

Well then, I might be okay.  Course, someone might need to check on my family.  I can't be responsible for myself this far ahead.

I had to teach today. (You remember? It's Sunday for me)  We talked about patience.

Now, I'm a trainwreck.  Remember?  So I'd pretty much given up having any.

Thankfully though, the lesson.  Ah, it's always nice to have hope restored in the virtues of the human race.  Especially when it is with myself.  

My favorite thought was that,
"Patience is not passive resignation, nor is it failing to act because of our fears... Patience is not simply enduring; it is enduring well! 
Impatience, on the other hand, is a symptom of selfishness. It is a trait of the self-absorbed. It arises from the all-too-prevalent condition called 'center of the universe' syndrome"1
I had never thought of it that way.

I think of impatience as a kin to impudence.  Cute, precocious, annoying when used to much for ones' own benefit.  But, I see the point.

Me not taking the time to plan and be prepared?  Is no excuse for me yelling at my kids, cursing the drivers around me for being law abiding citizens, or even being hateful to myself.

Yeah, I was thinking especially about that.  It's not good the way I beat myself up for everything not exercising or eating wrong. Patience is about practice. Messing up and practicing again. All the while enduring it well.

Which means, doing it again especially when it all sucks.

Right? What do you think about being patient with yourself?

Comments

  1. catching up on blogs since I read nada while away.

    still sending those extra chickadee thoughts and prayers your way.

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  2. Everyone who knows me says I'm harder on myself than anyone they've ever seen. I have no patience and I expect perfection. It's exhausting sometimes but I've never been able to figure out how to cut that crap out. I hope you do better. And, I hope you got your exercise.

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  3. The flu! Oh no:( I am not a patient person. Nope, not one bit. At least I know it about myself.

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  4. that word patience is so underrated. To actually develop patience can be excruciating. And just when you've mastered it, ANOTHER situation, totally different for the last, comes along, meaning you have to go through another bout of "patience development" - but this time at a much higher level. At least that's how it happens for me. blarg.

    As for pretty Chickadee, I read up on the g-tube and will read up on it some more.

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  5. I'm new to your blog and just catching up. Wow! You really have your hands full. That's what I usually say when I don't know what else to say. I hope your Chickadee feels better and the flu skips town fast.

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  6. Patient is the hardest thing to master ever. I stay clear of anything that I have a choice over that requires patience.
    You have so many different things pulling at you and I would bet you have more patience than most anyone. So be kind to yourself you deserve it. So glad chickadee is home but sorry about the flu :(

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  7. That trip sums up about how I dirve my trips to the Doc to, except the day I got to meet you. Stay on the diet in the end he will be happy even if you stunck him out. At least she is saying No, not that the Mom wants to hear that but something is better then nothing right. Your kids are going to be great at drawing her out. Your doing amazing especially under that driving pressure just make sure and BREATH with the patience. This whole life is a journey in a car we arent driving somedays.

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