“Maybe happiness is this: not feeling like you should be elsewhere, doing something else, being someone else.” – Eric Weiner
We were snuggled into my bed for bedtime stories the other night, under the covers to fend off the late summer night chill, when I started a story about an attempt to fish when I was a kid by saying that I’m not a very patient person.
I’d only gotten that one line out when Miss O stopped me and said, “You are a super patient person with us, Mom!”
Oh boy, I had a parental drop-the-mic moment. I thanked her for saying that and walked away from bedtime stories with a little glow of my own.
I want to interject here to tell you of the many moments that I’m not patient, just as a reflex of polite conversation. It’s true that I’m still not very patient about waiting for life to unfold; it drives me crazy to wait for the pot to boil, the light to change, and the paint to dry. But brushing it off would be disingenuous because I’ve also done a great deal of work to become more patient with people.
So, Miss O’s words sparked some reflection about how I’ve come so far for it to be noticeable by my kids. Because let’s admit, kids are a tough audience where patience is concerned because they require a lot and have very little.
All of our major wisdom traditions speak to how to love others. For me, it’s a mix of those traditions and the way they’ve helped me to accept myself as a basis.
In the language of my father, I’ve embraced my role as a sinner and the grace of God. From a Buddhist perspective, mediation has helped me to find peace and loving-kindness. Listening to podcasts with psychologists has given me the perspective of self-compassion. And becoming a writer has helped me tell my story again and again until I’ve come to love it, and be infinitely curious and more compassionate about the stories of others.
In short, I’ve been able to slow my roll with others because I’ve learned to be patient and compassionate with myself.
I’m keeping this post about patience short. Just saying. Anyway, I’ve got to go watch a pot boil.
So if you want more and aren’t too impatient, I’ve written more about letting things unfold in others in my Heart of the Matter post: When Will They Learn?
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Wow! How cool of O to recognize and appreciate how patient you are with them! I assume most kids will just take that for granted or not notice?
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That’s what I thought too. I’d assume that whatever parents are seems natural to kids so why would they notice?
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Yeah- I’m pretty sure I gave my parents zero credit for anything until I was in high school 😬😁
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The fact that you gave them credit when in high school seems remarkable!
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I think what they notice are the parents who are not like their own which then spurs them on as they mature to question why and in the case of Miss O, have the verbal skills to point out those differences and give mom a compliment as well 🙂
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That’s a good point, Deb. They need to get to that age to spend time with other families.
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I can think of many times when I wanted things to ‘hurry up’ so that a situation would be resolved. Only to discover that, as time went by, additional relevant factors evolved, and the final resolution was not at all what I had expected. In a good way. Seems to me that patience often allows things to develop in an organic sense, instead of forced results.
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What an astute comment, Gwen. “allows things to develop in an organic sense, instead of forced results.” Right! Patience works on so many levels! Thank you for the great comment!
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What a gift from Miss O….a ‘keeper’ of a comment, for all time! 🥰
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A keeper of a comment — ha, ha, ha — just got the fishing joke. Nice one. And such a true comment! 🙂
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😉🥰😉
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I surprise myself after all these years about just how easy it is to fall into patterns and ignore simple things like patience regarding myself. There’s a dichotomy there for me- I am much more patient with the grands than I was with my kids, yet I am harder on myself, playing the “you know better” game. Maybe I can blame that on just another sign of aging??? Probably not 😉
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Ah, being harder on yourself. Maybe that is a side effect of aging – feeling like we’ve been through enough that we should know better? But I think all the wisdom traditions tell us we deserve our own compassion… 🙂
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Agreed 🙂
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How beautiful that little Miss O recognizes patience and took the time to let you know. Based on reading so many of your posts, I too would say you’re a very patient person. And having struggled with that myself, I admire that quality in you. I too have worked at it and find myself more patient these days. Perhaps it’s age, or experience. Or perhaps it’s not having little ones around anymore. They were definitely my teachers. Because as you said so beautifully, they need a lot, and don’t have much. I’ve learned so much from them.
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Age and experience I think definitely help but it’s a hard practice, isn’t it? And kids – they definitely are our teachers!! Thank you for your lovely comment, Alegria! ❤
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That is a sweet story of unsolicited testimony of your patience!
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I agree. Thank you, Rebecca!
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A lovely tale of transformation past, present, and future. Listen to Miss O, Wynne! We learn an enormous amount from our kids, don’t we?
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An enormous amount of learning from our children – yes!! Thank you, Dr. Stein!
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What a beautiful observation from Miss O! It’s truly incredible the things that children notice, isn’t it?
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Ah yes, you are so right, Erin. Incredible the things kids notice!! Happy Monday, my friend! ❤ ❤ ❤
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Out of the mouth of babes. So cool that she noticed. Paint to dry, the light to turn … do you have a drone watching me. I’m the worst. Ha ha .
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We’re going to have to arm wrestle for the worst, Brian. You should see me trying to paint my toenails. A train wreck…. 🙂
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LOL, we’re all a work in progress! Kudos for your kiddos noticing the efforts you have put in!
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A work in progress – well said, Tamara!! ❤ ❤ ❤
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Always good to remember, about others and ourselves! 🙂
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What a beautiful conclusion Wynne, that you have learned to be patient and compassionate with yourself and now you are patient with the others too. I should learn it as well, being an impatient person!
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Thank you, Cristiana! Patience is hard! 🙂 ❤
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It’s very hard but we are strong 💪
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It took me many years to learn patience. I’m usually more patient with others than with myself. It’s lovely that Miss O recognizes your patience. I don’t think many kids would say that about their parents!
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Your comment about being more patient with others than with myself rings so true for me, Michelle. Yes. And Miss O is a remarkable young person! 🙂
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Patience truly is a virtue and blessing – and so is the honesty of children. If Miss O recognizes that in you, it means you are doing it right by her and you. 😊💕
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Oh, what a lovely comment. Thank you, Ab. Trying to do right by our children – a pretty great goal and I love you and I are in the trenches doing it every day! 🙂 🙂 ❤
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High-fivin’ my fellow sinner! Woot!
I was extremely impatient when my kids were young (especially my first-born). It’s always bugged me that I wasn’t the super mellow chill dude dad I could have been if I’d had them a little later in life. (Before you ask, NO. I am not having any more kids!)
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High-five right back at you! Yeah, there’s no way I’d have been as patient as I am if I’d had kids younger. I needed some more growing up! And thanks for the clarification on kids. Seems like Rusty and Audrey turned out great so once around is all you need. 🙂
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There was a time in my early 40s when I really, really wanted to have another kid. Unfortunately, well…you know all about the women I was dating then!
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Ha – thank goodness none of those fake pregnancies were real!!
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What I like the most about this story is how a child teaches without knowing they’re teaching. Nothing pedantic about this lesson, just a passing glimpse into who she sees when she sees you.
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Ah, what a beautiful insight, Ally. You’re right – that open assessment means more than anything because there is nothing forced about it!
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Wynne, it does not get any better then this – “In short, I’ve been able to slow my roll with others because I’ve learned to be patient and compassionate with myself.” AMEN!!!!!
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Oh, thank you, Mary!!
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Out of the mouths of babes. 💞 Lovely that’s how she sees you! 💞💞💞
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Yes, I’m lucky she sees me that way (so far!) 🙂
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Out of the mouth of babes! So lovely. Reminds me of the nights when my son was young and I read story after story to him, oftentimes so tired that I was able to read out loud while my mind drifted off. That said, I loved reading stories giving characters different voices.
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Oh, what a sweet story with your son. You are giving me the gift of a perspective of looking back onto where I am now. Thank you!
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