I remember being in high school, discussing the future with a classmate. I said something along the lines of, “I want to be married by 26, two kids by 28 and of course I’m going to be rich.”
0 out of 3 ain’t bad, right?
So my life didn’t exactly work out according to my 17-year-old plan. But for starters, I’m not sure my clueless teenage self was in the headspace to map out my ten-year plan. Secondly, as nice as those expectations sounded in theory, it wasn’t the path I was meant to travel.
This realization and better yet, acceptance, didn’t always come easy. I’ve had to cure my “expectation hangover” over and over again…and continue to do so.
To detach from specific outcomes, and mind made deadlines, isn’t always easy. All we can do is do our best- to set clear intentions (not dependent on external events), to learn from our mistakes and to be open to the unexpected.
Our twenties can feel very, very (did I mention very) messy? Especially when we allow our unfulfilled expectations to drag us down.
with gratitude and much love,