I met her two years ago. When our time together started, she would not leave her mothers side. As the session progressed she became more comfortable with me. Slowly she let me into her world and gave me her eyes. I clicked.
This is not technically perfect, but it represents my beginning. The time that I learned how to connect with those who weren't so sure they wanted to connect.
Lesson: Patience is waiting. Not passively waiting. That is laziness. But to keep going when the going is hard and slow - that is patience. (source unknown)