Admittedly, I'm not swift

but if you give me some time I just might figure it out. The lack of speed typical of my gaining understanding may be related to the lack of thought applied to any issue.

I'm pretty good with reactions, but not so good with thoughtful considerations. Funny thing, though, I often find that my response after more serious processing of the factors is the same as my reaction.

SO, just maybe my gut got it correctly right out of the gate. OR maybe it just takes time (which brings experience which brings knowledge which enhances understanding, you can see the process here) to see things clearly.

I've come to see when looking back on events, decisions, choices, problems that my approach was not the best one, but it was all I could understand to do. AND, be certain that lack of patience has no bearing.

I mean, if I could sit and ponder the facts (or at least the information I could see) would I come to a better decision? Surely not.

Wait, you say, really important things require deep and serious discussion, or at least significant levels of processing. Just look at our nation's policies (on any issue) and you can see that slow processing and vast knowledge doesn't always get you where you need to be.

I think it was Golda Meir that said (and I am paraphrasing) that women are better at governing because they go take care of business and then go home because they have other stuff to do. I think that's entirely possible. All wives and mothers are working wives and mothers; the fact they have responsibility outside the home is just more on the agenda.

AND, so I won't appear to be gender biased (who could possibly think that!) remember that Malcolm Gladwell in Blink built a convincing case based on much evidence that quick decisions (as in the blink of an eye) are often the correct ones.

Well, since I can't predict what will happen, and I'm not clever and must rely on what I already understand, I guess I'll have to trust my reactions, sometimes responses, to whatever's going on.

I mean, if I knew what the program was, I'd understand what to do. But I don't know. I'm pretty sure I don't want to know what lies ahead. I've said many times I'd have left the train if I understood what the journey would bring.

And now, I'm really glad I didn't get off the train. I remember the 1960's show, Stop the World I Want to Get Off. But I didn't really want to get off; I just wasn't sure what to do about some stuff.