When great things are on the horizon- this is when what’s called anticipation sets in. Oh, the anticipation I feel today! I’m fortunate in that all I’m awaiting are glorious things. Perhaps you are awaiting something too?
My heart beats now as if all will be as it should soon. For in a few short weeks I will be with my dear father. I can hardly believe nearly nine months have come and gone without a sight of him. Anyone who knows me understands the way in which I cherish my relationship with my pops. He is quite the apple of my eye. Anticipation, I’m so glad that you have come.
What else am I awaiting? I’ll tell you. I don’t find myself to be particularly gifted in any creative realm. My brother got those jeans. Genes? But recently I experienced a surge of it and produced some things that I am actually really excited about. I hardly like admitting it, for I find art to be a most personal thing in my life. But if I’m willing to blog, I suppose I should be willing to be transparent about most things. Thus, I am awaiting another burst of creativity. I don’t know if it will ever come, but I am left eagerly waiting, anticipation by my side.
It seems anticipation is something one cannot muster up on one’s own. It’s a powerful force that nudges every step and thought forward. For me, I walk a bit more wide-eyed. I even skip now and again, oblivious that I’m on display for Thai rugrats. Anticipation, I could get used to you.
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