I really try to work on patience all the time! It seems I do better with patience at work than in my own personal relationship. I wonder why that is?  I was in line at Murry’s waiting to buy french feta cheese, and a tiny woman in front of me with a hunched over back was slowly bending down, getting her food from the floor and placing her food on the counter. Slowly getting her change purse out of her bag. Slowly and softly asking the casheir questions. At first I thought I was going to die. Then I looked at her and thought if I were in her shoes. My patience came back to me. And it really wasn’t that long.