Testing

I'm writing this from my cell phone in an airport that's not my own
but I've slept, eaten, & even done my hair here because I've been here
all morning. This was only supposed to be a test to see if writing a
blog from my cell would work, then I thought...damn right this is a
test!

Im experiencing a test of patience! This is the 2nd time I've tried to
visit my siblings & nieces to no avail. The last occasion I sat in an
airport all afternoon into the evening. Today, I caught a 6:25 AM
flight to a city that I could possibly be stuck in. Seemingly, I'm not
going anywhere anytime soon. I was angry earlier but now it's comical.
As I sit here at my gate, I find myself trying to find a deeper
meaning: would something happen to me if I caught those earlier
flights? Am I meant to catch a later flight because something is
SUPPOSED to happen to me?? Probably not but I think the point is...I'm
being tested. Far too many times I take situations & believe I control
the outcome. Maybe this is God's way of saying "chill out. Have
patience. You'll get there when you're SUPPOSED to get there. You
don't control every situation so what are you upset about? Let it be. "

I'm learning patience at 28. Nice.

*Monique*

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