Standing in line at the Winn Dixie one morning,
someone said something that stayed with me...
It went something like this in response to another person apologizing for taking so long...
If I was in a hurry, I would have gotten here earlier...
I liked that.
Once in awhile, we do hurry, but it is all the same in the end, isn't it?
A minute here and a minute there.
As Rumi says,
We are all going through the same gate.
Egret in a great hurry! Or so I imagine in St. Augustine, Florida!