Friday, December 5, 2014
Take my crocheting for instance. That ain't patience. That is stubbornness. Stubbornness I say because patience can just get up and walk away whenever the bitch feels like it.
Not stubbornness. Stubbornness is the pulling on of the compression glove that let's my right hand keep working and not stiffen up like a hand of the dead.
Stubbornness is eyeing goals and organizing them the most efficient manner so that you pick up a large amount of momentum and just keep rolling through your day. It's keeping plugging away on projects and patterns that frustrate you to the point of wanting to throw it across the room and break down crying.
Its the deep breaths you take whenever a client won't listen about how one thing is possible but another thing isn't.
It's putting your foot down and standing by decisions you've made.
Patience is a quaint idea. It does have its place, but it can't get as much done as being stubborn can.
Being stubborn otherwise known as refusing to quit.
Misapplied it can cause a large amount of trouble. It's a driving force behind being focused. You have to be stubborn in order to keep a situation from getting the best of you. You have to be more stubborn than any anger that might be lurking. More stubborn than sorrow or grief.
Stubbornness is what patience wants to be when it grows up.