Waiting can be excruciating...
Waiting for the mailman to deliver that elusive letter (of love, of acceptance, of loss) that seems to take forever to arrive. As a child, I remember waiting endlessly for summer and for Christmas to come quickly. I can recall waiting for a phone call from that special someone; waiting for the school bus and waiting for my sisters to apply their makeup so that I could have a turn at the bathroom mirror.
I still remember waiting for the results of my SATs, for my Toni Home Perm to set and for the ice cream truck to come down our street, Drury Lane.
My Grandmother (Grams) always said, "A watched pot never boils," but still I waited.
This past summer I read the following books that were waiting for me in my library:
- My Life with Bob: Flawed Heroine Keeps Book of Books, Plot Ensues by Pamela Paul
- Books for Living: Some Thoughts on Reading, Reflecting & Embracing by Will Schwalbe
- The Rainbow Comes & Goes: A Mother and Son On Life, Love, and Loss by Anderson Cooper and Gloria Vanderbilt
- Miller's Valley by Anna Quindlen
- The Girl With the Lower Back Tatoo by Amy Schumer
- My Reading Life by Pat Conroy
Ha Jin wrote a book called Waiting.
Waiting can be excruciating but the anticipation can be exciting, too. I have many books on my nightstand waiting just for me. I'm looking forward to many great reads:
- Killers of the Flower Moon: The Osage Murders and the Birth of the FBI by David Grann
- The Last Days of Night by Graham Moore
- Where the Light Falls by Allison Pataki and Owen Pataki
- Small Great Things by Jodi Picoult
- George and Lizzie: A Novel by Nancy Pearl
- The Last Castle:The Epic Story of Love, Loss, and American Royalty in the Nation's Largest Home by Denise Kiernan
It is often said that if something lasts for an interminable length of time, it’s like ‘waiting for paint to dry.’
I'm excited for my wait to begin.