I woke up this morning with the deep realization that I was disappointed with many people in my life.
And according to my thoughts on disappointment, that must mean that I had expectations.
I'm trying to let myself off easy by acknowledging this emotion. I know me. Once I look at my emotion and allow it to be, I'm able to let it go much faster.
So, this is a little vent and, I'm sorry to do this to you dear reader, but it simply must be said.
I am disappointed in....
(I actually typed out all of those people that I was disappointed in... but then thought the better of it. I deleted that part of the post because to throw all of that negative energy out there would only make me disappointed in myself.)
Instead of getting wrapped up in decisions that other people make about their lives, I'm going to focus on my own life. These disappointing feelings, if anything, are forcing me to stop and appreciate the good things that are right in front of me.
Saturday night, we snuggled up and feel asleep in my bed. Last night I made us snow milkshakes from the snow I'd kept in the freezer. And tonight, I made homemade Chocolate Molten Lava cake for us to enjoy.
They licked the plate clean.
I've been enjoying the extra snuggles that they are happy to give. I've been paying attention to how they nurture and love each other. I've noticed how much they long to get home and play the games that only they understand, in their own sisterly way.
I guess I have to be thankful for this disappointment. It seems to be a season of change for the people in my lives. Because I've realized that I don't know what's best for anyone else, nor can I change them, I can only focus on the changeless, consistent love from the two who came from me...
The little girls who save my life over and over again.