Confusion & Why I can have patience (Gate 64)
Phew. Have I been blessed to have the opportunity learn to have even more patience with confusion.
My mother (and her mother) both died after long long drawn out dances with Alzheimer’s.
Have always had what feels like my fair share of relationship to confusion.
And I’ve always heard from others that I have a huge tolerance for things that other people find intolerable.
Granted, most of those things have been about other people’s behavior - which really is none of my business most of the time so really ... what’s to tolerate - dunno.
But also, I had a t-shirt made once “you can’t fix stupid”, which, before anyone gets their knickers in a twist - has exactly ZERO to do with IQ.
Anyway, back to confusion.
I couldn’t begin to guess how much time I’ve spent with people helping them to find their way in various scenarios.