June 7, 2016 (159/366)
"Patience is not simply the ability to wait - it's how we behave while we're waiting." ~ Joyce Meyer
I had finally left work behind me and was looking forward to being home when I heard the train whistle in the distance. Just as the the car in front of me crossed the tracks, I saw the flashing red lights and the barrier come down. "Oh great!" I thought, "Can this day get any longer?" Yet, rather than counting boxcars (Doesn't everyone do that?), today, I took a good look around. The gray skies and steely water of Pewaukee Lake seemed more like fall than the last week of school before summer vacation, but in three days, I will have completed my twenty-second year as an educator in the Pewaukee School District. I remember coming to this lake even as a little girl to visit my cousins on Walk's Island. We had so much fun swimming, sailing, and waterskiing. I never dreamed that years later, I would dedicate my career to the families of this community. Then, in the distance, I saw the signature hue of an aquatic weed harvester. Eric designed several iterations of these utility boats when he worked at Aquarius for over a decade. That job brought him to Lake County and ultimately to me. It seemed like just a moment as I reveled in this simple scene that evoked so many memories and, before I knew it, the train had passed. (C'est ma vie!: Waiting for a train...http://www.melindalarson.com/2016/06/waiting-for-train.html)
