Each week I join the Five Minute Friday community and write for 5 minutes flat on the one-word prompt given for that week. Lots of fun and a little scary to be so vulnerable. This week's word: release. And, as a side note, the picture below was not taken on the first day of Summer. Read on to find out why I bother to mention it.
Five Minutes. GO.
It didn't work out. I couldn't believe it. It was such a simple request. I don't have a summer bucket list on a cute printable full of ways to spend our summer days. I have one day of a few traditions I would like to uphold. Strawberry picking on the first day of summer. Pretty basic. And it didn't happen. And I was upset. The day wasted. But not wasted because of what we didn't do, but wasted by my attitude that was holding on too tightly to an expectation... which always clinches fists.
If I had just let it go...
The day would have been perfect. It was somehow a lazy yet productive day. The weather was perfect. I mean, PERFECT. The family was together. I had a nap, for goodness sakes.
Plans are okay, but expectations can be dangerous. They can rob a moment of joy. So my "bucket list" for the rest of the summer is this: to let go of expectations. To choose the right attitude, instead of the right thing to do. Everyone is hitting the beach and the pool and my kid is still in casts. My van is in the shop. We are not getting many stamps in our summer passport, if you know what I mean. But I don't have to waste it. I can just live freely of expectations and enjoy what is here in front of me. At least I can try.
STOP.
It didn't work out. I couldn't believe it. It was such a simple request. I don't have a summer bucket list on a cute printable full of ways to spend our summer days. I have one day of a few traditions I would like to uphold. Strawberry picking on the first day of summer. Pretty basic. And it didn't happen. And I was upset. The day wasted. But not wasted because of what we didn't do, but wasted by my attitude that was holding on too tightly to an expectation... which always clinches fists.
If I had just let it go...
The day would have been perfect. It was somehow a lazy yet productive day. The weather was perfect. I mean, PERFECT. The family was together. I had a nap, for goodness sakes.
Plans are okay, but expectations can be dangerous. They can rob a moment of joy. So my "bucket list" for the rest of the summer is this: to let go of expectations. To choose the right attitude, instead of the right thing to do. Everyone is hitting the beach and the pool and my kid is still in casts. My van is in the shop. We are not getting many stamps in our summer passport, if you know what I mean. But I don't have to waste it. I can just live freely of expectations and enjoy what is here in front of me. At least I can try.
STOP.