“Unless it’s mad passionate extraordinary love it’s a waste of your time. There are too many mediocre things in life; love shouldn’t be one of them” -Dream for an Insomniac
“Some of the kindest souls we know have lived in a world that was not so kind to them. Some of the best human beings we know, have been through so much at the hands of others, yet they still love deeply, they still care. They forgive. They live. Often it is the people who have been hurt the deepest whom refuse to be hardened in this world. If that is not something to be in awe of; I don't know what is.”
323 MPH and somewhere between 32,000 feet and landing, I let my mind wander. I allow myself to reflect on my experience over the past two weeks (I have been away from home opening a new location for the company I work for). I can look back and know I killed myself for this. I went above and beyond. I took my skill and knowledge to another level. I jumped through hoops and fought battles that weren’t mine. I gave my all, yet I can still feel the lack of appreciation, even so high above the clouds. Are my expectations too high? Unrealistic? Perhaps I am the issue here? What’s the appropriate way to say “Thanks for saving my ass, over and over again?” Could it be the brief, two-sentence email sent haphazardly from an iPad? Maybe expecting too much has always been my issue. I expect from others, as much as I always give. So in reflection, the question becomes... Where do I start to draw the line, lower my expectations and therefore give less? When is it time for a change? How to you know? Are there neon signs, signals, divine intervention? I don’t know the answer to that; I do know that when you (I) start asking yourself (myself) these questions, it’s time to start weighing options, pushing boundaries, exploring different avenues and always operating with eyes wide open.
A year ago, if you would have asked me about adjustable bed bases, my answer would have been simple; they are for hospitals and people with serious medical conditions. I could not have been more wrong. Similarly, if you would have asked me about a mattress being delivered in a box to my front door, there is a high probability that I would have called you crazy. Again, I could not have been more wrong.