I write for my own benefit...I have 30 filled journals in the garage. I have no idea what I am going to do with them. Before any of my kids can read, I need to hit them all with a black sharpie!
It's finally October. I just had my 28th birthday and if you are one of my close friends you'll know that I hate my birthday. It became easy to just hate my birthday because I had so many bad ones. Now if I have a bad birthday...it's not a disapointment...it's expected! You would think that if you believe in the power of positive thinking (I have my doubts..haha) this fact would secure for me bad birthday's forever. But it doesn't! When I have a good one (which I did this year...thank you honey!) it's even more wonderful than if I had expected to have a great one. I do the same thing with movies. Before I see a movie, I set my expectations really low...that way there are only two options: my expectations are met (it's bad) or my expectations are exceeded (it's good). It is very important to pick and choose how you play this game. If I expect that Jeremy will be a bad husband, I am doing him a disservice by not trusting him and believing in him...but if I expect him to be unrealistically perfect at husbandry...you see the problem. I guess it all comes down to levels of importance....is it important that I have a great birthday or that a movie changes my life? Both are nice, but unimportant. Is it important that Jeremy be a wonderful husband and that Logan be a good boy? Very much so, therefore I can set the bar high...believing in people is the begining of them reaching for the stars themselves! It has recently become apparent to me again that our life is full of expectations...and how flexible we are with those expectations helps determine our happiness. I feel like I'm stating the obvious and that every one who reads this will roll their eyes.
