I’m impatient to see big progress in the amaryllis, much as I am impatient for the arrival of Spring blooms. Quite frankly, I’m impatient for all sorts of things….I’m looking forward to Spring Break and packing away my Winter clothes. I’m looking forward to March Madness basketball because it gets me that much closer to the start of baseball season. I thumb through my gardening catalogs and I’m impatient to start Spring planting. I think about the summer and I’m impatient to plan an adventure with T, to make some college visits with JT.
And here is where impatience runs up against my heart. A look into my not-too-distant future reminds me that in just over two years, my baby will be moving out and heading to college. That’s exciting and it’s what I want for him but it’s also such an unfathomable development. Where did the time go? How is it that I once had a bundle of soft, sweet baby and now have a tall and strong, sometimes still sweet, nearly-16-year old?
Impatience for the things that are coming puts me at risk for not appreciating the here and now. So I’m going to stop and admire the amaryllis as it looks today. There is time enough for the future tomorrow.