Some days, waiting can be a minor annoyance, other days, waiting is hardly noticed because the joy of the outcome covers it so it's barely noticed. And still other days, waiting just. Plain. Bites. Like being sick. Like that not-so-pleasant cough syrup you have to down. Like finding out you washed a red sock in white laundry. (again?!)

Yesterday was one of those days where the words "patiently waiting" were no where on my little vocabulary list for the day. The idea of "good things come to those who wait" could not ease the crinkled frown I wore so openly on my face. My face probably resembled a prune without me even noticing it.

I found myself venting these thoughts to one of my closest friends that live in Los Angeles. She's known me for years (and survived!) and though I try and tough things out as much as I can, venting my frustrations was probably one of the best thing I had done all day to help remedy my "woe is me" attitude. To be able to voice the jumble of thoughts in my head and how I struggle with dreaming & waiting for my photography business to become a full-time career, helped smooth out the frown on my face.

Though still a ways to go, I am thankful for friends who remind me that valleys and peaks, and yes, even waiting, are truly what make the journey worth taking and dreams worth pursuing.

Happy Wednesday!