Balancing On The Pedestal Of Maturity

The fantasy of living with some of your best friends in the world is not always how you quite imagined it.

At home we always had the liberty of throwing tantrums and being messy – we always had someone to follow up after us.

Having moved away from home, and living The Fantasy, I find myself within certain jurisdictions. I now am not at liberty to be childish as I please, and being messy…forget about it!

Also, I have observed that it requires a great amount of strength and that virtue (I believe it is patience) to get accustomed to new behavioral patterns. This is a new journey for each of us six girls, and each of us falls, once in a while, from this Pedestal of Maturity we try so hard to balance ourselves on. It’s not as comfy and roomy as I thought it would be.

And it is only patience that saves. It is patience that enables us to laugh when we are thoroughly exhausted from sorting out everyone’s laundry and patience that gives us the willpower to clean up after someone. It is done with the hope that when we ourselves fall, Patience will hold our hand and get us back on that Pedestal.