We all have heard the popular phrase “till the cows come home,” referring to a long and indefinite period of time. “I will party till the cows come home” is a good example of it. However, what happens when the cows come home? And if they do, are we prepared to receive them? I have asked myself that question many times, and the answer is always the same – I’ll never know until I see them.
Preparing for life changes can be exciting, exhilarating, scary, and many other things; however, we won’t know until the cows come home. We continue with our plans of leaving Jersey and moving to the country. Although we are preparing for it, and are excited … we won’t know until the cows come home. For now, all we can do is wait for them, and prepare for their arrival. In a way, it is good that things happen a bit slow, it gives you time to appreciate the road, the roses, the thorns, and yes, it gives you time to wait for those cows.
Picture taken on our way to the farmhouse. I guess some cows where having second thoughts and heading back.
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Many times we think that life is hard enough, specially when things are not going our way. In an “instant society,” we expect fast results and want things to take shape right away. In writing, it is the opposite, patience is a virtue, and the slow mode of speed seems to have two lower sub-modes. Many talented writers give up early, when they don’t see fast results proportional to the hard work they put in. It is discouraging; however, when you love what you do, you never know what hanging around just a little longer will bring.
Life is like that too, no matter what you happen to do, or be, if you want to beat the “instant expectations” and hang in there, just show up. Show up to life – show up to write every day, show up to be a parent, to be a doctor, a teacher, you … just show up to life and things will start taking shape.