Expectations and the unexpected

I’m sitting in the front room of my small abode in my tiny swath of the Midwest, watching the melting snow drip off of the roof as the sun rises above the houses across the street.

We’ve had our first snowfall of this season.

Of course, it always makes me kind of chuckle when I think “first” snowfall, since it’s not the first one of the year. But the frigidity of January through March’s winter has since faded in memory, pushed away in thoughts as spring, summer and now autumn have made their appearances. This new snowfall is novel again since it is the beginning of the cycle once more. It’s magical again. And it brings a bit of expectations once more.

The other half and I are in a season of expectation, which is a bit amusing to me since Advent is about to happen. After living here in our rented abode for many years, we seek change. We’re waiting on news that will bring that change. And of course, since we must wait on other people, I am anxious. The “what ifs” are creeping through my mind, marching like British soldiers going to battle in a movie about the American Revolution. Their sidearms are raised and the bayonets are fixed, ready to do some damage. While I know everything will work out in due time, those thoughts keep coming back as I wait, hopefully, expectantly, for others to sign the paperwork they must sign so the other half and I can get on with what we need to do.

It’s easy, in the grand schemes of life, to get caught up in a solitary moment or season and forget that all the rest exist. It’s easy to hyperfocus on what needs to be done and miss the other moments of life. But sometimes…. sometimes we just need to take a step back and let things breathe for a moment. Things will happen in due time. If I have done all I can do, I must then wait for the ball to leave the other court. I must let things be if they must be. I have changed what I can at the moment and must remember it will be what it is, no matter what.

And so, as I watch the blinding light of the rising sun sparkle off the glistening white of the snow, I embrace this moment of magic. I hope for things to come. I continue to write the story of my daily life. And I will just be.

Stay magical, everyone.

Keep writing.

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