Waiting....

It seems to me that whatever we do in life, whether it be going to the supermarket or to the tube (London Subway- yes Roxanne I can take a picture of the sign that calls it a subway!) we are always waiting for something. Life wasn't meant to be easy. If you dont wait or look forward to something it seems less important than somthing that is just handed to you. Today for example, I waited for my 8 AM class to be over, for the tube on the way to the Tate Museum, For my coffee to heat up, for my pizza to cook, For me to be back home from the play "the black album" so I could take off my high heels, but MOST IMPORTANTLY I waited for any news at all on my mother.

To my family, waiting is a part of life its a way of living. Be patient, people will come around and grow in time. It just takes them a while. We all need to work in order to help mom through this rough patch. Dad, take care of yourself! Brothers and Sisters, help watch out for eachother we NEED eachother. Grandma, keep encouraging and making people feel at ease (Its working!).... As for me, I still need a lot of growing up but I am trying my best at a distance and I promise I will get there eventually.

Waiting... We wait for mom to be able to walk, for her to be out of the hospital, for her to sing to her grandchildren, for christmas when we all will be together, for the cruise she insisted on planning in April, and for her to live a LONG healthy fun loving life! but, until these things begin to happen... We just have to be patient and wait