There is actually one “compliment” that I receive on a fairly regular basis. And it’s the sort that continually makes me feel bad. . .
At least weekly, I hear from someone how amazingly “patient” I am.
They didn’t live with my mother! (and before my Mom picks up the phone to call me about that remark. . . )
My mom always told me that “patience was a virtue” — like, daily.
And for that reason, I believe I have a much different definition of patience than most others.
See, there’s “tolerance” — and that’s simply putting up with all the crap that everyone else throws your way.
And then, there’s “patience” — and that’s TOLERANCE with a whole heck of a lot of grace thrown in.
See the difference? It is subtle, but in my mind it’s very clear.
And, in my mind I have a very high tolerance level, but patience. . .I still have a very long way to go on that one.
So, every time I receive the compliment of patience, I’m reminded of two things:
People really need to learn their definitions (in a dictionary according to Christine) and,
I’m still not there yet.
Once I get there though, I’m going to figure out what the other virtues are, and start working on one of those!