to the boy, whoever he may be

I used to believe that it would be quick and easy. I used to believe that at that split second, I’d know. Now after some hard decisions, decisions that seem like the earth is falling from right out from under me, I’ve come to realize, it’s not all roses and sunshine. I’ve come to understand that in due time means exactly that. It’s not easy, it’s frustrating as heck. I’ve always hated in due time.  I really wanted to throw in a “negatons” into that sentence somehow but I couldn’t, it just didn’t work.

But, in the end, there will be more understanding, patience, compassion, tenderness, kindness, and less pride and selfishness. The struggles, the tears, the anger, the pain, the joy, the happiness, the peace and all the other emotions that come during the “in-between” time are worth it. The Saturday nights at home, ALONE, are worth it. The nights out with the girls are worth it. The time to find oneself is worth it. The time to serve others is worth it.

In a few hours, days, months or even years, that will change. The “in-between” time will not be there. The in-between time will be in the past. Remembering the Saturdays that focused on grading papers or making a gradebook on the computer will not be the first priority.

The first priority will be different for ever more. That I can promise. I can promise that there will be a one day. One day.


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