We live in such a rush-rush world that we often consider time spent waiting time wasted. If I tell anyone that we waited for something somewhere—it doesn’t even matter when or where, or for how long—they often reply with strong sympathy that my time was wasted.
I have to laugh at this, though, because I’m trying to be more mindful, enjoying each moment, and part of that includes waiting time. My daughter and I were going to have to go to the library a couple of hours early before a field trip this week, and one of our friends wouldn’t hear of it! She kindly offered to pick us up and take us before our field trip and we did appreciate it very much.
That said, I was looking forward to a bit of quiet time at the library. My daughter loves to explore there and play on the fire truck a local Boy Scout homeschooler made for the children’s section, and I would have enjoyed meditatively organizing my things or even watching her play. We don’t get to do that in different scenery often—we, too, are a busy family with many things to do—and I enjoy it when I do.