I'm waiting. I really don't like it, but it seems to be a necessary evil right now. There are things to wait for.
A letter from our daughter's school stating whether she met her major's entrance requirements or not.
Responses to queries I sent to agents for my picture book manuscript.
Word from an editor of a large publishing house regarding the submission of a different manuscript co-authored with a friend.
My son to get home from his cross-country drive from Illinois.
I suppose my list could go on, but I don't it want to sound like I'm complaining. I'm not. I'm sure you have a wait list of your own. To be sure, there is strength, patience, and refining of vision to be gained during this time of uncertainty. And I realize that I could be waiting for more serious things.
But when they're your waits, they're big.
What are you wanting to find out about today?
It seems as though I'm in a continual state of waiting on various submissions. It really stinks and I'm always disappointed when my email inbox in empty and there's no word yet.
ReplyDeleteOh well, hang in there!