I’ll go first.
my parents to stay together
we’d have more than one grandchild
retirement would be an easy adjustment
my close friend wouldn’t die of cancer before she was 50
Mama wouldn’t get dementia
my voice would always be heard and acknowledged
I’d start this new blog and always have something to share
I’d keep my weight in control
I wouldn’t slow down
Hello, expectations, I don’t believe we’ve met.
The thing with expectations is you don’t always know you have them until they aren’t met. It’s a hindsight kind of learning.
We expect our families to be safe. We expect good health, a roof over our heads and a car in our driveway. We expect our cupboards to be full and our jobs secure.
We’ve never expected the best of the best. We bought a used washer and dryer for our new-old home when we retired. Our cars are both used but we are comfortable. That’s what we expect, isn’t it? Comfort? Safety? Security?
That’s indeed what we lost the past year. We miss the comfort of gathering with family and friends. We miss seeing the smiles and giving the hugs. We miss a time that seemed better…normal.
Restrictions are starting to ease and arguments continue on when and how.
Our comfort of living isn’t the same. No amount of money can change it.
I think of how this would have been much harder for us, personally, had we not been retired. Our world had already shrunk.
We attended an outdoor band concert at our granddaughter’s middle school. It was the first concert they’d held since the fall of 2019. Somehow, those students played their instruments while being masked. The directors spoke clearly from behind their masks as they introduced the songs. Families brought lawn chairs and sat in groups distanced. We were masked until given permission to remove them if with others in our family “pod” and distanced. It felt very close to normal.
Yet our expectations are still in a state of confusion. Will these steps forward be met by giant steps backward?
When we retired I discovered more expectations I didn’t know I had. Life as we had lived for 30+ years was different. Having breakfast together was nice – for the first month. We had never been around each other ALL day in our married life. I’d forgotten how different we are!
There is always an expectation waiting to met.
The sooner we recognize them the better. It’s also best to make friends with them. We might never be besties but being enemies or denying them is often to our detriment.
Hello expectations. May I introduce you to the Serenity Prayer?
God, grant me the Serenity
To accept the things I cannot change…
Courage to change the things I can,
And Wisdom to know the difference.
Living one day at a time,
Enjoying one moment at a time,
Accepting hardship as the pathway to peace.
Taking, as He did, this sinful world as it is,
Not as I would have it.
Trusting that He will make all things right
if I surrender to His will.
That I may be reasonably happy in this life,
And supremely happy with Him forever in the next.