…for people just waiting.
Waiting for a train to go or a bus to come, or a plane to go or the mail to come, or the rain to go or the phone to ring, or the snow to snow or waiting around for a Yes or No or waiting for their hair to grow. Everyone is just waiting.
Waiting for the fish to bite or waiting for wind to fly a kite or waiting around for Friday night or waiting, perhaps, for their Uncle Jake or a pot to boil, or a Better Break or a string of pearls, or a pair of pants or a wig with curls, or Another Chance. Everyone is just waiting.
No! That’s not for you!
Somehow you’ll escape all that waiting and staying. You’ll find the bright places where Boom Bands are playing. With banner flip-flapping, once more you’ll ride high! Ready for anything under the sky. Ready because you’re that kind of a guy!
-Dr. Suess
So, once again, I'm waiting.
Waiting for that day to come... when they'll prick my inner elbow, draw some blood, and tell me if my dreams have come true or not.
Just waiting. Not allowed to lift. Feeling nauseous and tired and altogether out of sorts.
I hate waiting.
7 comments:
That's a great piece! I love the rhythm and the rhyme!
Waiting is hard. But here's a thought that you might find comforting.
It said about Paroah's dreams that after the seven thin cows swallowed the seven fat cows, there was no difference in the way they looked and you could not tell that they even ate seven fat cows. This resembled the fact that the hunger would be so strong and so hard that you wouldn't even be able to remember that there were seven years of plenty. That's how bad the hunger would be!
Someone once gave our family a bracha, when we were going through something difficult - that this should happen to us, just the opposite way. He said, a day will come when things will be so good, so wonderful, such a turnaround that you will forget just how hard things were and just how tough life was for you.
At the time, it sounded ridiculous, almost impossible.
But Hashem can do anything.
When our yeshuah came about and things started changing, we were soon able to realize the truth to these words and stood in awe to this great man's bracha.
It took time but soon enough we were able to look back and laugh about what we had gone through. Things we so much better, so much happier, so much lighter. We started to forget what we experienced. Like, that really happened?! I can't believe we went through all that!!
That was the greatness of this bracha!
And I wish it upon you as well.
May the day come - and soon - when things change so strongly, that you (almost) forget the pain because your heart will be so overflowing with happiness.
I write almost in parenthesis because you can't fully forget. Whatever you went through will make you a more understanding and sensitive person to those experiencing similar things to you but it is possible for the joy and simcha to be so overwhelming, that you will slowly forget a little bit of the hard times.
May it come true very soon!
Hatzlacha. I'm davening for you.
And amen to what Devorah said. She gives the best brochos!
Devorah and MW: Thank you so much for your comments. And Amen to your brachos.
I'm hoping and praying with everyone else....
Waiting is a peculiar thing. It seems so big and powerful until it's over...
and then it's just another swath of time.
May it be over soon for you...I look forward to seeing that blog post...!
Davening for you...
Thanks for your prayers.
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