As a child, I attended the daycare at the college my mom worked for. One day, I just didnt want to go to daycare, and was genuinely sad to go and she saw it, so let me come to work with her right up the hill. After an hour or so, I felt better, and was getting bored but I still felt like I had separation anxiety, but she assured me I would be fine and offered to ride me down to the daycare in "yellow bug", the golf cart they had access to for work which I loved to ride in. I accepted, and her patience that day showed me how to be patient with others, something I have been told is a spiritual gift that I possess. She remains one of the most patient people I know, and I know I got that from her. I dont think I'll ever match her tolerance for the small stuff though!
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