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The Patience of The Tea Cup

I am an empty tea cup. Porcelain, Delicate, “Vintage” (ha!). I need to be handled with care, for I am made from strong-but-delicate components.

I am waiting to be filled.

I sit patiently, hoping to be chosen each and every morning. When I hear the kettle boiling I think, “Will it be my turn today? Will I be picked to be filled?”

Because, if today is My Day, then I have served my purpose. The purpose of the teacup. And I will feel good about my usefulness. And when I am emptied, I will go back into the cupboard to wait again.

My dear Leftat50-ers, this little story by the teacup is more than a dose of Diane-whimsy. It is an illustration of the sad little life we end up living when we wait to be filled by others. We think Life Will Take Care of Us. And Patience is A Virtue.

I beg to differ.

On my Leftat50 journey, I have started to realize that as much as I wish some amazing person will step into my life and “fill my cup,” I and I alone must be the one to do that. For myself. For I am capable of it. And I must believe that notion and trust that notion and act on that notion. Because that notion is in fact, fact. Yes, we are women of wisdom, and our notions are facts.

But why is that simple act, the filling up of ourselves, so difficult to do? Why have I talked myself out of it so many mornings, then gone through the day completely empty? And thirsty. Thirsty for life.

Ladies, if you are going through this inability to fill your cup, I am telling you to give it a try. Today. Now, if necessary. Right now. The days of Empty You are over. They are over. If you need inspiration, please re-read this as needed. Because when it comes to us, patience is not a Virtue…

We all go through major life transitions when relationships end… Through this website, I will share my thoughts as I walk the path of “New-Self” discovery. It doesn’t matter which side of 50 you are on. The real question is, Are you ready to live life? To forge a Path of Your Own Making (For a change!)? Then stop dwelling over the What-Might-Have-Beens and join me. Share your thoughts here, comment on mine, and let’s do this together!

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