Waiting is the hardest thing

Wait – “Used to indicate that one is eagerly impatient to do something or for something to happen.”

I feel so helpless because all I can do is wait. Wait for things to happen outside of my control. Wait for the inspection period to end on the house I’m selling in Florida. Wait for the inspections to be completed on the house I’m buying in Virginia.  Wait for closings. Wait for time to move. Wait for new job to start. Wait.

Its ironic really. For me, the advocate of a return to gentler times. Who idealizes the past. Who espouses the virtues of times gone by and bemoans the fast paced technology of today. Right? I mean, let’s think about the concept of waiting in the past.

it could take weeks for a simple transaction to be completed. No emails. No internet. No phones even. No immediate answers available. Type a contract. Put it in the mail. Let’s assume the mail even arrives safely and doesn’t get lost on the trip. The stagecoach doesn’t wreck, get robbed, the driver doesn’t get sick or get attacked on the trail and important papers get lost forever. Think about the woman or mother waiting to hear from her loved one away at war. Again, weeks, months, even years could go by with no word. All she can do is wait.

And I get it. I do. I fully recognize the conundrum of being so reliant on the very technology I claim to despise. Although in this situation, technology can only help so much.  Yes, reports can be assembled much easier on a computer and emailed in seconds  but that doesn’t alleviate contractual waiting periods.  That doesn’t mean we move forward any faster.

I get it. I am at the mercy of time. And time can be a hard master. I get that I am not in control here.  I get it. But it doesn’t make the wait it any easier.



Welcome to my inaugural blog post. Bear with me as I try to figure this out. I have always wanted to blog – I feel like I have lots to say – the problem is that the posts I write in my mind – while in the shower, driving to work or in the middle of the night – never seem to translate onto an actual page.

So today, for whatever reason, I decided to sit down with my trusty ol laptop and get something down.  I initially posted a two line message intending to come back later and write more, not realizing that somehow real people can see it.  Then I got an email saying I had two likes! Two likes from actual human beings that are not related to me and/or married to me. 🙂 I have no earthly idea how they found me – technicalities are not my specialty – but they did. And all I can say is Thanks you two for the inspiration!

Well sir, that put the pressure on. If real people are going to have access to see this, then I better give them something worthwhile to read right? Initially, I figured I will start with my upcoming move from South Florida to Roanoke, VA.  I am beyond excited to be on this path. I was born and raised in Chesapeake VA, which is in the eastern portion of the state near the coast.  Roanoke is in the western part of the state, in the Blue Ridge mountains.  I have been inspired by and drawn to the mountains my entire life. And I’m not talking about the Rockies – they never touched me the way the Appalachians do. There’s something about those green topped, misty hills that speak to my soul. And have since I was a little girl on camping trips with my dad. To be actually on the path of moving there soon is  incredible.


It never ceases to amaze me how things in your life have a way of working out, if you let them. I wonder how many people have opportunities presented to them but choose to ignore them for whatever reason? I have always tried to live my life NOT being that kind of person. I have always tried to be open to forces conceivably beyond my control that put me in places I may not have intended to go, but somehow, when I end up there, realize it was exactly what I needed to get me exactly where I needed to be. I have never been content to settle – on a job, on a man, on a friend, on a life. I’m not about to start now.

So stay tuned.  I really am going to try and make this happen.  May not be every day, or even every other day, but I will try to get something down at least once a week. If you want to be a writer, you have to write. And if you want to write, write. It’s not gonna happen unless you sit down and make it happen.  Here goes!