We live in an instant world. Instant coffee, instant messaging, instant car starters. We wait for nothing. We can fast forward our commercials, email our letters and drive-thru for our meals.
Everything happens so quick that when I actually am forced to wait for something; eggs to cook, Saturdays paper, a doctor to see me, life suddenly seems to move very slow. Too slow. Unbearably slow.
While toe-tapping and watch checking this morning waiting for an airline flight confirmation, I got to thinking about what is WORTH waiting for. What would I never want to be found quicker, what I wouldn’t want to experience sooner, what I would hate for technology to ’speed up’. My list of what’s worth waiting for includes…
- homemade pie crust. Actually, any food that’s homemade. Instant potatoes scare me more than Tara Reid.
- babies.
- the third date kiss. Not the “it’s the third date so we should kiss”, but the “I’m so excited about you, I need to kiss you” kind.
- a proper goodbye.
- handwritten letters in the mail that confirm I’m not the only one who misspells “foreign”.
- my birthday.
- someone who loves you even on the days (most especially on the days) you don’t love yourself.
- garden peas.
- the shoes you adore (but cost more than your grandmother's car) to come on sale.
- a glued macaroni picture addressed to you in crayon.
- an “I love you” to be said sober, fully clothed and vertical.
- movie sequels with an actual plot.
- waiting in line to meet Cinderella.
- an explanation for a broken heart, missed lunch appointment or $489 vehicle repair bill.
- seeing your favorite piece of artwork so close up your eyes can trace the paint strokes and find the pieces of hair stuck in the paint.
- the perfect dress.
Suddenly waiting doesn’t seem so bad.
