Patience is a 4-letter word…

Posted by Stacey on November 4, 2012 in writing | 3 comments

Not all four-letter words are expletives.

Love, hope, good, nice, and kind are great words, all with four letters.

However, those are not the words I am thinking of right now. I am indeed referring to the ones I need not write at the moment.

Words are my muse (another great four-letter ditty), but sometimes hard to come by.

After hours of rewrites meticulously searching for the expressions that articulate just the right feeling, mood, smell, and expression, I’m finding that I lack patience.

Let us look at the definition:

Patience |ˈpāSH əns|

noun
1. The capacity to accept or tolerate delay, trouble, or suffering without getting angry or upset: you can find bargains if you have the patience to sift through the dross.

I need the perfect word, and for the life of me I can’t find it. Not even in the dross, which, by the way, means rubbish.

Patience, a word I often softly chant as I listen to our three teenage daughters, is grinding on every one of my billion nerve endings causing my hair to grey, and my head to throb.

My usual eight-letter mantra completely eludes me.

It is with this particular thought that I now wish to reclassify the word “patience” as one of the more diabolical nouns in our English vocabulary.

Have you ever had a moment like this? If you care to share, please comment below. Who knows? Maybe I’ll use one of your stories in a future book. At least we will both laugh.

I hope you agree.

So, now I am going to do what I should’ve done hours ago. I am going to stand up, stretch, roll my neck from side to side, pour my self a cup of tea and, as kids say, chill.

Maybe I’ll finally think of that word.