- So Breezy Babe
What I Missed
Donât Rush Iâve been learning a lot about patience, the importance of waiting. I have a âGo go go!â type of personality. I wonât stop until something is done. I wonât sleep until I feel like Iâm passing out, just chug coffee, watch the sun come up, and still work until the next day's sun down, with out a break. I know, super unhealthy. I treat everything with that mentality, and itâs caused a lot of mistakes, a lot of pain. I never realized what a problem it was, until recently. Iâve lost so many things, because Iâm so impatient. I would never wait! I would let a lot of good things go. Or how about this one? Iâve ruined good things from rushing into things too quickly. However, there really is a beauty in allowing a seed to grow in its due time, allowing it to work its way through the dirt, find its bearings in its new life again, and find the beauty of the sun. There is a beauty in watching a garden grow, and waiting until the flower has blossomed,fruit has ripened or etc. Iâve realized the beauty in waiting and watching a garden grow,when there is something worth waiting for. If I really want something, Iâll wait. Whether itâs for love, because someone just had a separation and their heart might still be malleable, breakable, or whether Iâm baking some pot roast, hungry as hell, but thereâs 3 more hours of cook time to suffer through until the end, I'll decide to wait it out. Those 3 hours make the difference to whether the meat becomes tender, falling off the bone,just the way I like, that way that makes my tongue cry. I normally canât wait, but Iâm going to learn to wait now. I'm going to choose to wait, because itâs worth it. Also, I deserve to have things at their best. The reward is two fold. I just believe that patience is a lot harder. So Breezerâs, today, I want to encourage you to wait for what you love, and donât rush it. Donât make my mistakes. Learn from my pain. Iâm going to stop ruining a beautiful thing, and am going to wait until it naturally blossoms. Everything does truly happen for a reason. Timing is divine. Love, Rose