Expecting the Best Accepting the Worst

Expecting the Best She knew she would be a movie star signing autographs. A ballerina magically pirouetting and preening in the best ways When she was four, five, and six. At eight she expected to be a fire chief. Wearing the red hat, saving lies, climbing into hot windows. She would save everybody in this world. Being a professional rescuer. She was perpetually upbeat, and positive. No matter how many tried to knock off her crown, Even when they boxed her ears and made her sad, Accusing her of things she would never do, She retained her optimistic attitude, and Expected the best of them the next time. Always looking forward to finding their good. Expecting the best. But accepting the rest and gracefully. Her attitude landed her wonderful jobs, Gave her a church who loved her, a minion for a husband Who begged her to order him about. She never would. He knew this, it is why he fell in love with her. She was a rescuer, blessedly expecting the best in everyone. Usually finding it too. Her children grew up marveling at their mother's Ability to listen to others, pay attention, and care. To do the right thing, and stand up for each and every underdog. They learned also to expect the best. They were not disappointed. Being taught by two of them.