The other evening I was thinking how I really don't get too personal on the blog much anymore. It's hasn't been all that intentional, it's just sort of slowly progressed to that place. That place of a little distance, a little vagueness. Maybe a little uncertain because a lot more people read this blog every day than I ever imagined would. People come here to check what our urban family is up to. What my kids are doing. What I am doing. What we are making. What we are planting. What we are watching, eating, and reading. And I thank each and every person who stops here. Last month alone there were over 4,000 different visitors who came to this blog. 4,000 different people!
You know when you land on a flight and the flight attendant thanks you over the loud speaker for choosing their airline because they recognize there's a lot of airlines you could've picked? That's what I want to say, thank you, there's a lot of blogs out there. I never really had many expectations for this little blog, but whatever they were, they've been exceeded. Expectations are a funny thing aren't they. They could be the best of things and the worst of things.
How so? I wish I could articulate this as well as my friend Jane does. She often gives me little pep talks. We give each other a lot of pep talks actually. They usually come in the form of texts late at night, or at random times when someone is in need of one. In line at the grocery store about to pay? Hold on a minute! I need to reply, this is important! She explains really well how expectations of others often lead to our own disappointments in life. Reality is when our expectations are not met, you take those expectations in others, subtract the disappointments, and there, that's reality.
See? I told you she could probably explain it better than me. But I am hoping you get the gist. I have learned to live my life with as few disappointments as possible. It isn't because I expect nothing from others, no way! That'd be sad and pathetic and be giving up on the human race. I have learned, and let me tell you, still learning, almost 33 years in and I can still do better. I have learned to expect from others what they are capable of. Years ago I had expectations of my friends, family, people I knew and loved, I expected that they would reciprocate in equal amounts whatever energy, time, thought, whatever it may be, that I put into the relationship. I expected this give and take in the relationship. That is not reality. What some are capable of doing, others are not. What some are capable of feeling, others are not.