Expectations for only You.
Saying sorry often brings the expectations that the other person will be sorry too…
but you can’t expect that… you need to release your expectations in that area.
You can only do what you can do…in the end they are on their own path….and their path may not include being sorry.
So you need to surround yourself with others whose path seems more in line to where you are going.
It doesn’t make other peoples paths right…it doesn’t make them wrong…just different then yours.
I sleep soundly knowing my expectation has to be on my behavior and not theirs.
So I wake up and put a chicken in the oven and answer the voicemails.
I gather a colander of mint and set it to steep.
I hand Him my expectations for the day as I watch the bright tea leaves bobble up and down in the tinted water.
“Let my place be Your place… let them feel Your peace”
Tired people who need to relax are coming to enjoy time at the farm.
Kids run~hop~jump~spin catching butterflies.
A break in the day of being a mama as the kids splash content in a baby pool lined with sherbet colored ponies.
New friends trace the condensation on the outside of icy mint tea glasses as they tell the stories shared in a space of safety.
Laughing loud between bites of chicken curry sandwiches with hands over our mouths we exchange stories about the crazy wonderful things husbands do.
~I want to paint something interesting… but my brain is still full of birds…so I painted another recipe card to try and shoo the birds away. Feel free to print the card onto card stock if you would like it IT is the very best chicken curry salad you could hope to eat…I add a touch more honey and it is so good. I admit I often just eat it plain …err..for breakfast, it’s really that good! Go ahead and click on the picture and then just print it…and while you are at it take the other one too! ~T