“The Waiting is the Hardest Part”
Damn you, Tom Petty. For all your pot smoking, hippie living, half-open mouth singing, you were a troubadour of the first rate. And your simple words reveal a simple and profound truth: waiting can be really, really hard. I’m currently waiting on a number of things: Christmas, my wife’s full recovery from surgery three and the return to “normal” that brings, being in my classroom as a lead teacher (I’ve had a wonderful student teacher this past semester), a new puppy in the early summer, the next new-to-me album to blow my socks off, snow, another fishing trip with my brother from another mother, my eldest to choose a college and begin the next stage of his journey. I imagine most people have similar lists. Of course, I could keep drudging up other things for which I’m waiting as I’m sure you could. But that’s not what I want to write about. Where my head is currently is that I don’t always know what to do with the list I carry in my head and heart. Maybe its better to say, ...