Expectations

Author's Note- This is a response to The Memory Keeper's Daughter. The first part is more in relation to the book, and the second part is more of a journal entry.

We all have expectations for our lives. Of where we want to be in a month from now, of who will be in our lives forever, of the success we will achieve, of the happiness we will experience. Caroline now 30, not meeting any of these expectations for herself, looking back and realizing that she is not who she always wanted to be. She is alone. She has no family that loves her, like the man loves his lost wife. She never had that, although always expecting this love would just come. This success, this happiness would just come without first.

We always put everything off until a moment from now, which turns into a minute, an hour, a day until they all add up to equal months and years and a lifetime slipping away from our grasp when a moment ago we could have just gripped hold. Not realizing that the rope of life was just in our hands but now believing that the rope has slipped now. Although really it is just burning away coming at us from the other end, but we really still have it right in our hands, and all we have to do is hold on. Hold on to it whipping us around in the spirals of life, to create a final picture eventually put in a frame if someone else has seen the creation, but only if that happens.