Of Waiting

I've had people tell me before that I'm very patient. 

Sometimes I agree.

Sometimes I don't.

For instance screaming, crying children don't bother me.

Waiting for things, life events, to happen... that's a different story.

It's back to school time and this is the first year I'm not going back to school. 

What am I doing instead?

I don't know.

I try to work it out, apply for jobs, interview, make plans.

But nothing seems to work.

Nothing feels right.

When I ask Heavenly Father the answer is always,

"Be patient. I know what I'm doing."

And I know that, and I know that when things work out it will be the perfect situation, 

but in the meantime 

it's hard.

Some days I just can't search for more jobs because it makes me too frustrated.

Sometimes people try to talk to me about the job search and I just get upset.

So I fill my time with babysitting, quilting, 

serving, painting, babysitting, 

serving, crafting and and more babysitting.

And I try to be patient. 

I really am trying.