Expect Nothing. Appreciate Everything.
Yesterday was amazing.
I woke up early and productive.
Arrived at work before my boss (always a challenge).
Gave a tour of our museum with said boss to 100+ high school aged boys.
Trained my intern and admired her bold inquisitiveness.
Attended a midday lunch time dance party with creative friends.
Returned to work with “the itis,” and made art until I reenergized.
Diverted a rainstorm outage on an outreach project.
Attended my city’s TEDx Launch Party.
Spent the event with a new friend who’s quickly become “my person” (see Grey’s Anatomy for meaning).
Thought I got pizza stuck in my teeth and shattered a weird insecurity as she proceeded to offer to check them.
Stood for half an hour after the TEDx talking outside as has become our norm.
She talked about the wonder of seeing the fullness of the moon as I realized how rarely I ever notice it.
We left each other only to talk on the phone the entire duration of my drive home.
I entered my house, noticing that a housemate had baked muffins.
Found an envelope in the mail stack with my name on it.
Opened it to see an unexpected check from an organization I’d volunteered my passions with. Written was $600 and a note to “keep serving.”
I proceeded to cry.
And posted a pic and message on Instagram.
Texted emotions to the same friend who I’d just seen.
Cried even more at her reply.
Proceeded to post my amazement of people and God to Facebook.
Hopped in my car with a sudden urge to just drive around with no destination in mind.
Eventually got lost and ended up in a park.
Turned the car off and listened to the stillness of the night.
Stared at the same moon that my friend had made me realize I ignore.
Sat in silent reflection until I dose off.
Returned home with the same thought as the poster above.
Expect nothing. Appreciate everything.
Only to find this image in my Tumblr feed this morning.
Image via Tumblr. Created by Martha Markovsky.