Why do I struggle so much with waiting? This question haunts me more than ever now, as I sit here reflecting on the different seasons of waiting in my life. First, it was career - the endless months of hoping for the right opportunity, refreshing my email inbox, wondering if my time would ever come. Then it was for moments of joy and fulfillment - thinking that once I achieved certain goals, happiness would follow naturally. Now, it's maybe love - perhaps the most profound test of patience I've ever faced.                                     There's something fascinating about how our capacity for patience ebbs and flows. Some days, I feel like a monk - perfectly at peace with where I am, trusting in the timing of life. Other days, the waiting feels like an open wound, raw and persistent. Scientists say our brain processes waiting as a form of mild pain, but in my experience, there's nothing mild a...