Patience

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My expectations are often too high. My patience is often too low. While I have spent years, and too much energy, in areas of my life that have shown no results, my expectations have been far from realistic in other parts of my life.

Minneapolis, a place new to T and I. A new place, a transitional time in our lives.

Moments of tension mingled with moments of peace and friendship. He is kind. I am….a bitch, but I am holding that all inside.

Trying.