Peacefully waiting

As I was waiting at the doctors for them to call my name I could hear the conversations going on around me. Although most of the talk was just small talk about things like the weather there was one little boy asking his mother if his Dad was going to be ok. It was apparent through his questions that his Dad was there to get results to see if his cancer had spread. As I fought back the tears my frustration from waiting went away and were replaced with gladness that I was only waiting for a well check up. Waiting for the doctor for that family was without a doubt frustrating and I can only hope they will be full of gladness after their wait is over.