When you are a child you wait for Christmas and it seems like it will never come. That is good waiting.
When you count down the days to your vacation, that is good waiting too.
And waiting is sweet and exciting when you wait for your lover, or child, to come home whether he's been gone five days or five months.
But sometimes waiting is pure hell.
Waiting in ICU to see when your loved one will turn the corner is that kind of hell. You pray. You ask everyone you know to pray. You hope. You imagine. You trust. You write a poem to God thinking....well maybe it will stand out and make a difference. You journal to stay focused on the good and you write down your heartfelt desires. Oh, the strategies we employ to get what we want!
And then we must wait, and wait, and wait. 17 days is a long time to wait.
So, my love is still deeply asleep. I'm waiting for his return. We are all waiting for him to turn that corner ...and then we'll walk that long road back with him. He is struggling, yes. But I know him and he doesn't give up. He has so much life before him. So much good yet to experience.
Maybe you'll join me and create a mighty force for good, for healing, for strength, for breath, for wellness. I call it prayer. Maybe you do too. But we are a big, big world and we don't all call God and prayer by the same name.
I'll let you know when this waiting hell is over and we celebrate! Stay tuned.