I've felt for a very long time that I was blessed with my youngest daughter to teach me the fine art of patience. I've got over 5 years of lessons from this child (including my pregnancy with her) and I still feel as though I have yet to actually learn patience.
I went and took some pictures of a creek nearby my house tonight. The creek is jammed up with ice, people had to be evacuated from their homes due to the flooding and yet the water underneath the ice looks so calm, so peaceful. It is just patiently waiting for the ice jams to release so it can flow free again. I think that perhaps, patience is just that, the ability to wait for that moment of clarity so you can be free from the jamming thoughts that often come with a tough situation or person that has tried your patience to every extreme.
Patience is a virtue ... work in progress.