Over and over in my life, I find myself at a point where I realize that the dreams and expectations I assumed were one and the same were actually two very different things. It's rarely, if ever, a bad thing, but I once wrote that "failed expectations do not automatically mean bad outcomes."
And that is true. I believe it with all my heart.
But it's scary and feels big to have to separate a dear dream from mature expectations. I can't expect all my dreams to come true. But if my expectations are realistic, I can dream to fulfill those for a fuller, more wonderful life. And that dream can come true. Will come true, even, if I am brave enough to readjust those expectations and dreams when needed.
somehow, the reality that doesn't match my dreams, still exceeds my wildest expectations for how wonderful life would be! :) Praying for the same for your family!
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