feast, no famine

Dinner with friends will cure all that ails you...

the truth...

having imperfections allows you to stand out!

girls girls girls

I was raised by my sisters

Long after birth

If I went astray

They herded me in

Protected by their warmth

Goddesses are they

And will be until

They are leaving this plane

An impenetrable female force

Rising upward

Mothers

Lovers

Daughters

Sisters

Aunties

Friends

Beloved are we

Someone’s promise

Someone’s hopes

be virtuous

Patience takes practice, and practice makes perfect.

Being patient is one of the most difficult challenges in my life. There are things for which my patience is endless, like the elderly and children. Other things seeking my patience may have to take a back seat! I realized yesterday that as I am getting older...I am losing some level of patience for the following things:

1. people driving slower than the speed limit

2. people who talk on their cell phones while driving

3. indecisiveness

4. my husband putting coffee grounds in the sink, balling wet towels up, leaving cabinet doors open, leaving bottle caps and empty beer bottles on the counter 5 feet from the recycle bin...

I could go on forever on this one! :)

My point is patience is a virtue, and I am trying to remember to be virtuous!