I booked my flight to Minnesota for Megs' wedding. I leave the 10th of January and return on the 15th. I hope it's not too cold. Megs asked me to read a bible verse/passage at her wedding. I'm a bit nervous; I don't think I'm very good at reading under pressure in front of people.
I think it's going to rain today. This makes me smile. This week was such a blur and I'm not sure whether it was good or bad; it just was. I thought about expectations this week. I have realized that the less I expect anything of people, the more I will be pleasantly surprised. The only problem is that deep down inside, I can't help but expect a little. What do I expect? I don't quite know; I don't know it until I don't get what I expect. I get over the initial sadness and hint of disappointment, but I still don't like it. Therefore, to rid myself of such unpleasant feelings, I will try to no longer expect. It's quite liberating. My only aim: love people. Reciprocity is dead to me now; it's ridiculous to expect and I don't want to be ridiculous. I simply want to love, love, love (and listen to Air's Alone in Kyoto all day long. The song mesmerizes me and I can imagine so many different scenarios that seem to suit the mystery of the song. It's the soundtrack for my daydreaming).
Magic drifted through the air
touching everybody there
You came into my life so small
altering everything changed
2 comments:
Eh...I don't think that will work out Grace. It might seem ridiculous to have expectations but it's also human. You said it yourself. You always have expectations...at least a little. It's damn near impossible to not have expectations in any kind of relationship.
There's nothing wrong with having expectations. I think having them met and, in turn, fulfilling them is a huge part of any good relationship...as long as the expectations are reasonable.
I am so honored you are coming to my wedding, and trust me you will be wonderful reader...God blessed you in my life and there is no one better to stand up there for me.
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