Posts Tagged learning
expectations
My expectations continue to let me down. I am learning that the difference between what I expect and what really occurs often equates to the level of my frustration or, as I learn to manage it, simple disappointment.
Me, in part, is not me.
Some mornings, just after I wake up and I pass through the bathroom, I stop for a second and look in the mirror. As I stand there I think, I am who I am. Some of me is good, some of me could use some work, but the whole thing is one package, ever changing, and yet constant in structure. A single thing that can either be accepted or rejected. This is good and right.
the curse of love
What I want most is for myself and all of the people I have ever loved is happiness.

