Waiting

So much of life as mom of many seems to be spent waiting... well—  driving, watching, listening, waiting and then driving some more. A new era is beginning, waiting on Elz at Chick-Fil-A as she has interviewed twice and now is turning in   paperwork to begin her first job. I’m waiting in the parking lot, in the quiet, with a drink, enjoying the waiting at the moment.  It’s a rainy day and cars are zipping by on Providence Road. Today I don’t mind it because I know this time next year she’ll possibt be driving herself to and from work and school and all the things, just like Timothy is doing now, and Nathan, Benjamin, and Hannah did before them. Thinking today about all the living that happens in the waiting.