aclarityofconscious:

Patience was a gift taught to me in subtle ways,
Ways so ingeneous that rarely did the teacher have to mention the theme,
Or remind her student of its reward.

The classrooms were unique in their similarity,
Yet each held its own secrets and allure for the teacher.
There were no desks for the…

I knew my husband was A Patient Man. Until he wrote this though, I never knew I had his grandmother to thank for the depth of his patience. She was A Neat Lady. Glad I had the privilege to know her these first 14+ years of our marriage. Grandma’s are special. No doubt about it. ~ Janean
A Clarity of Conscious: Patience…