Aldetha Teach cursed her husband Edward, sometimes known as Blackbeard, to limbo. He would be caught between this world and the next until he helped a track team win an intercollegiate championship and Suzanne Pleshette save a senior citizens’ home from a gang of casino-running mafiosos.
In the search for another limbo example, my sister delivered:
The waiter returns to the table to pick up the credit card, placing it in a state of limbo. Those seated know they will be leaving, moving on to something else. For some, who have already anticipated the next activity, this dining experience has already ended. They feel the repressed “Are we there yet?”s from childhood car rides rising to the surface. The time spent in limbo is out of their hands, though. The waiter talks to other customers before continuing his casual stroll back to the counter to swipe the card. Someone calls him to the back, and as those at the table take notice, they start checking their watches and cell phones.
There are moments when what awaits us is more exciting than what we are about to finish, but we are unable to just walk away and move on. This can be frustrating, but if one accepts this time in limbo is part of the journey, as the Disney movie suggests, perhaps there’s a way to make it fun.