expectations

On the “you can take the girl out of Texas, but you can’t take Texas out of the girl” front...waking up to 2 inches of snow on the ground...on April 29th!...Toto, we are not in Kansas anymore!

Expectations. My expectation for two days before May is that if there is going to be unusual weather, it would spike the other direction; 100 degree weather wouldn’t be too far fetched.

Our expectation for Gracie’s soccer game last evening, even with half the team having just participated in a track meet, was an easy win...and then they lost 2-0 to the weakest team in their division. The mood on our sideline was somber, disappointed, agitated, frustrated, and shocked.

The weather is what it is. Why do I judge it as beautiful yesterday when it was sunny and warm, and then sucky today because it snowed in late April?

Grace’s soccer team is what it is. Why do I think/feel that when they win, that is their true nature/potential, and when they lose, I feel the sharp sting of less than, lack, deficiency, and failure? I believe in my heart that each girl is out there doing her best every game. Yet, when they lose, I judge many player’s performance as not good enough (and I have the least competitive nature in our family!).

Expectations. Should I adjust my expectations to allow for more variance in outcomes/results? Or should I strive to release expectations altogether? I’m not sure, but it is definitely something to explore.