Patience.

It's the greatest of all virtues. So we're told.
But it is such a difficult trait to have.

Everyone can pretend to be patient. Wait quietly, not complain, not express their worry or excitement. Is this enough for someone to have the trait of patience?
I am quite patient when it concerns other people. I can wait for hours, days, months, years for somebody who needs me. The problem may be on my mind, but it won't change my life or personality not knowing, however much time I devote to the person. Being impatient changes the way you act, the way you speak, and what you say. To be patient, you need to stay the same, act the same and be yourself, the person who was there originally for whoever needed you in the first place.

But on the other hand, when it comes to myself, I find it difficult to be truly patient. I am the person it mainly effects, not the people that I love. It's so much more personal. Now, I am pretending to be patient. I am telling everyone that I am really impatient, even though I know I am not, because I don't want them to think I am if I mention it.

Now I am waiting. Waiting for that answer. Hoping that it is the one I am looking for. Not really sure how to react to either answer. And have absolutely no idea which answer I am going to be given. But, as a very wise and intelligent young girl recently told me, that's life.

I worry too much. I worry about how my friends and family see me and what they think of me. And being completely hypocrital right now, I don't like talking about myself. All these blogs, I know, are about me, but that's because I don't know who reads them, I probably don't know you.

I am the one still hoping to say "happy in love." Which, by the way, I know all of my best friends can say now.

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