Sitting on the edge of my seat . . .

waiting!


Seems I've done that for most of my life.


Right now I'm waiting for it to rain, but that's just a very small thing on a much grander scale.


I couldn't wait to grow up. I couldn't wait to be finished with school. I couldn't wait to experience the world. I couldn't wait to find someone special. I couldn't wait to have a child. I couldn't wait for that child to grow up. I couldn't wait until we retired. I couldn't wait to visit and see all the places and things on my long list of things to wait for. I couldn't wait to find my niche in life.


Now I'm waiting for the day when I am alone and starting my new life as a single, middle-aged, unemployed, mother of a college student who is counting the minutes until she is back at school.


Apprehension doesn't quite cover how I've been feeling the last few months waiting for this big day, but as the day grows closer, I'm starting to feel just the slightest twinge of excitement about what lies ahead.

These are some of the things on my desk that distract me from the waiting game. 

No, I don't gamble; I like to roll the dice in my hands when I'm thinking.

I have had people whom I've only met online, who have reached out to encourage me on my new journey. They have become part of my long distance family, and I hope I'm able to add to their lives as much as they have added to mine.


The time has come to stop waiting and to start living - - and maybe even start meeting the people who have become a part of my life!