Wait…

“Wait for Mommy before you cross the road!”

W-ait…

“Can you wait for dinner? One hour more.”

W-a-it…

“Only four more months ’til Christmas!”

W-a-i-t…

“Nope, don’t open that present yet. TOMORROW’s your birthday.”

W-A-I-T-I-N-G can be excruciating as a kid. Waiting can be excruciating as an adult. What’s the toughest thing you’ve had to wait for? Or… What is the best thing you’ve waited for?

She wakes up, lines creasing her forehead, the frown has already been firmly established in her sleep. The day is dark, though the sun is shining brightly, and she pulls the covers up in a vain attempt to block out the impending hours. The unknown, the unexpected, the anticipation of it all overwhelms. She lays back among wrinkled pillows, dreading the day.

…

She wakes up and squints at the sunlight pouring through eastern windows. A Tuesday that feels like a Monday — a fresh start to a new week, a new beginning to rival all beginnings treads on her mind without any heaviness. The adventure, the challenge, the joy of unknown measure awakens a heart bright with eagerness and she throws off the sheets and abandons the myriad of pillows in order to explore the new day.