Lifting the Weight of Expectation

Lifting the Weight of Expectation

 

Expectation. Ugh. What a word. It doesn’t exactly feel negative, but it certainly isn’t positive either.

I have never had super high expectations of myself. Some will see that as lazy and some as progressive. Truthfully I never really considered it. There were very few things I wanted to be best at, really just two: horseback riding (which I worked hard at, but being the best is expensive) and being an animal mom (which I believe I do pretty darn well at). I’ve always tried my hardest with things I care Continue reading “Lifting the Weight of Expectation”

The Plan

The Plan

In my 28 years on this big, beautiful planet, life has led me to believe that I knew the correct plan for myself multiple times. As the end of college neared, I saw a path filled with steady jobs, marriage, kids and a nice big house somewhere in Wisconsin. It looked attractive to me and I believed for a while that it was the correct plan for my life. So ensued a steady job, marriage…then all of a sudden my perspective shifted. I longed to live in a big city, I didn’t want that steady job, I needed change so I made it happen. Continue reading “The Plan”