Acceptance

About a year ago I met a guy I thought would be a great business partner. At the time I hadn’t narrowed my focus to the point of approaching him with an opportunity. I have since and actually approached him last week. “Let me think about it” wasn’t the answer I was looking for but it was what I received.

After a bit more than a week, I’ve grown impatient. In the local dialect, my girlfriend calls me “suplado.” It means I have little to no patience. I have no rebuttal, it’s true. I’ve grown impatient. I’m fully aware of what I need to get done and whenever I have to wait for things to fall into place it becomes extremely irritating, frustrating, and annoying.

I’ll have to work on that a bit.

Today, Thursday, March 12, 2020, I am grateful that:

My “Pops” was an excellent provider. While writing this I’ve been texting with my brother. He sent a pic of my nephew and thoughts of childhood flash into my mind. On the 14th Pops would have been 88 so I’ve thought of him often this week, more than most days. With Roni visiting, I often think of how much better a provider Pops was than I.

I know the difference between accepting something and liking it. I can accept that I need to be patient and that I have to wait on others before I’m able to move forward but I don’t like it. In fact, I’ll ask for directions on what I can do in lieu of waiting. What possible actions are within my sphere that I can take?

Some days there’s only two things.

Be Great. Be Grateful!!!