This season for dignify has challenged us with waiting. Blankets have been leaving our hands at the fastest pace ever (yay!) and we are trying to simply keep up. Add extra inconveniences & delays (from COVID, from customs checks, and more), and we have been really exercising our muscles in patience, trust, and gratitude.
Culturally, we are in a stage of waiting, as well. Waiting for vaccine rollout. Waiting for "normal" opportunities to return, for "normal" life to resume in our cities, our nations.
My personal life feels like a waiting game, as well. I'm waiting to spend time with my parents, give my friends hugs. Waiting for that "big, bye covid party" that my daughter is planning (to share the cupcake-baking skills she's been honing ;)
What do we do with all of this waiting?
My oldest daughter (nearly 12) will soon eclipse me in height, and I am reminded of advice from when she was a baby, from parents wiser and ahead of me in the game.
Don't miss out on now, because you're looking ahead. A parent is keen for their child to learn to walk, to experience the first day at school, to learn to pump his own swing, to wash her own hair.
But, keen to experience those firsts, parents can gloss over the Now, miss out on the present. During a time of waiting, am I blind to what is before me?
John Lennon wrote that "Life is what happens to you, while you're busy making other plans." But, did he know that so much life would happen when there were no plans to make?!
This is the tension I'm feeling every day. How do I give dignity to my present, lived experience... even as I long for what awaits in the future?
Are you feeling the weight of waiting? What has brought life to your present time?
[I couldn't help it — this photo just makes me laugh! The malaise essence seems to be captured so perfectly here 😂]