Expectations


July 25, 2015

Homesick Expectations

Today I had lunch with my brother on an outdoor patio in the city. We were talking about being adults and how some days are harder than others. We expressed our theories about inspiration ruts and the overly stated belief that everything happens for a reason. As we sipped our drinks and pondered our lives, an elderly man on a bike ceased his brakes in front of the restaurant to pick up a flower. He said, "I can't let this one be all alone!", mostly to himself and partially to us. He smirked and made eye contact behind his fogged glasses. I wondered what he had been doing all day, as he peddled down the street in his khaki dress pants and striped button up. My brother and I giggled. Just as I opened my mouth to comment, the man confidently returned and parked his bike next to our table. He offered the orange flower to me and said, "Actually, I should have said this is for you. For the both of you." I thanked him, as he quietly jumped onto his seat and drove away. 

Homesick Expectations

I've been thinking a lot about expectations lately. 

I've been thinking about people and how we let each other down. We're bound to. We're human. How can you please everyone, when each individual has a mind of his or her own, meaning each person has a different expectation of who someone else is?

Homesick Expectations

And sometimes, we have emotional days and the last thing we want to do is go to work, but somehow we manage to kick depression in the booty and we do it anyway. One might expect a rough afternoon, but then, a co-worker asks her why she is upset and he walks down the lake shore with her and they become an inseparable pair. 

Homesick Expectations

And goals...they are very important to have. They keep things in line. They create a plan for the future. Without them, we might not be encouraged for tomorrow. However, we will be disappointed sometimes. No matter how hard we work for what we want, it doesn't always turn out the way we originally envisioned. But that's okay. Because we try. We do our best. We learn. We put out the past. We move on when things don't work. We reach goals and we make new ones. I think expectations stand in the way of happiness. Instead of waiting for that special day, when I've reached all of my goals and all of the pieces to the puzzle finally fit, I am going to live for today. The grilled cheese sandwich with avocado should taste incredible. The mimosa should feel warm in my belly. The stringed light bulbs should make me feel innocent and grateful to be living in a beautiful country. My brother's company is rockin' and the lonely flower has a new home.

Homesick Expectations

Homesick Expectations

I went outside to shoot a few photos of the flower about an hour ago. There were storms on one side of the sky and the golden sun on the other. I felt the presence of God. He said hello. 

 

- Written by Ari Frunze -