The older I get the more I feel my patience shrinking, like the spaces between my vertebra. Now that the time left to me is shorter so is my tolerance. There are many small things that irritate me, like not being able to remember someones name. Indecision in another person is almost as annoying as it is in myself. I do my best to silence my grumbling complaints to everyone except my spouse, although I can see the unfairness of dumping my petty grievances to the person I love the most. Ironically, one of my primary pet peeves is lack of communication. People who are inconsiderate of others really inflame my anger. Balancing the line between politeness and honest communication is a work in progress.
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Linda Wright, author of "My Turn: When Caregiving Roles Reverse," now lives in Florida. She has served on the boards of organizations serving people with rare, genetic bleeding disorders like hers. As a writer, she has contributed to several anthologies and is a member of the Tallahassee Writers Association. Linda is married to the Reverend Ms. Robin Gray. View all posts by Linda Wright