Small “signs” keep appearing in my life that Reeve is going to take his time and that I still have a LONG way to go (despite feeling like I am ready).
Like this fortune that came with my crappy Chinese food the other day.
I smiled so brightly inside when I read it. It had been a rough, long day at work (I have a lot of those right now) and it was just a simple reminder that patience, though something I often lack, has recently brought the best of things into my life.
Like God’s way of giving me a bitch slap, this small piece of paper now sits on my dashboard by the speedometer and helps me breathe a little easier.