…for Godot, comes to mind, the play by Beckett.
So Vladimir and Estragon wait and ponder life and that for which they wait…not unlike us.
An entire play based on the journey instead of the end-result…how pertinent!
It encompasses everything from philosophy to the practical, to what to do when things change in the face of growing old together when you wait…and wait…and still never find that holy grail of realization.
Can you grow old with another without finding the satisfaction of the goals you seek? Can you stick with it without squirming too much, without bailing, roaming or wandering off when nature calls, like in the play?
Few of us can…
…but all of us can hope and dream ~ as well we should.
For Waiting is what it’s all about.
Because once you arrive, it’s time to get out of the pool.
Maybe Godot will come tomorrow…. Let’s wait
Agreed. Waiting is good.
~~ssm
Just saw the news! Congrats to your team!
Thank you, Mrs. Betsy!! 108 years is a loooong time waiting.
~~ssm
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waiting to have a glimpse of the book
Me too, LS…thank you for waiting with me!
~~ssm
Deep.
(That’s all I’ve got. It’s late.) 🙂
Less is more, oui? 😉
~~ssm
I love this post, Godot, and the photograph! Thank you for it~
Thanks, Ms. Cindy! Happy waiting…
~~ssm