When relaying something bad that happened to me over the weekend, one of my friends replied, “What did you expect?” Since I had a 3 hour drive ahead of me (alone in the car), I took the time to ponder that question…what DID I expect? The answers may surprise you. Or if you’re an eternal optimist like me, maybe not.
I expect my friends to tell me the truth, even when it hurts. For my car to start every morning and the sun to come up again tomorrow, no matter how bad today was. To always have a bottle of Reisling in my fridge and for people to say what they mean & mean what they say.
I expect people to be faithful to their spouses, love God & their country, and the Cubs to win a World Series in my lifetime. I expect my brother to make fun of me every time I see him & for the Gamecocks to someday win a national championship in football. I expect gas prices to fall back under $3 a gallon and Kevin Costner to someday look his age in a sports movie. To see Hawaii in person. To visit all 7 continents. And before I take my last breath, to fall in love again and live happily ever after.
I expect Facebook to not always be free. To find a man who appreciates my passion for fashion as much as my passion for sports. To get ahead by working hard and playing harder. To have my parents with me forever.
So you see how these are some “great expectations” that perhaps everyone doesn’t share with me. But you believe in some of these, right? And you have your own, too? Right? Maybe? Kinda? Just a little…….?