No Race Today...

I am impatient, impetuous

I always have been

I rush

I hurry

I worry

There is something slightly frantic about me

I’m always early

Impulsive

Tomorrow… isn’t now

 “Be patient” stings like a reprimand

I know I am racing

It is who I am.

Until….

 I started hearing a calmer, reassuring voice

          There is time

          There will be enough 

          You will be enough

Permission to slow down bestowed…not demanded.

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