“Be careful what you wish for.” We’ve all heard it more times than we’ve heard that freak Gaga plague our satellite radio with what is allegedly considered music. Just another cliché that were wise words to live by, but not for me. For me, I wanted the best of everything. I wanted the best car, the best job, the best wardrobe, the best seats, the best, the best, the best. To put it simply, I wanted the delicious fresh-pressed waffle cone, filled with milky sweet cream custard, stirred with juicy strawberries, topped with sparkly sprinkles and big, bright red cherry… make that two.
“The best”, though, isn’t always what it seems. I attended the college with the best football team of all time. I went to game after game and every time I was privileged to celebrate a victory with fellow Sooners. What’s bad about being the best football team in this great nation? We don’t know how to lose. Now, if I went to a school like TCU, Texas Tech, or Baylor then I would, indeed, know how it felt to win a game or maybe more. The perk with those schools, though, is that I would have no problem being a loser, because I would quite accustomed to being the underdog or the Cinderella who almost, but never quite found her shoe.
What could be better than having the ultimate ice cream as mentioned above? Cold, creamy, deliciousness simply can’t be beat. What happens, though, when you eat it every day? What once was considered ‘the best’ really isn’t much of a craving anymore. It gets old and boring and to be honest, we just lose our appetite and our taste buds retire from that desire. It’s very comparable to my auburn hair phase. I loved it for a while, but once it wore off, I had no desire for drab any longer.
Much like things in my life, I think I know what I want, but once I have it I realize that what I really wanted was the chase, the sense of adventure, or the sparkle. Turns out the destination or the prize weren’t really anything I wanted at all. I’m famous for fun and for choosing what’s exciting over what is calm, what is adventurous over what is certain, and what is fleeting over what is true.
And so an every day, ordinary life has become this heart’s desire.
Sure, I want to travel and see the world. Even more than that, I want a stable home I can come home to, to a person I can count on, to children who know they are loved, with a job that makes me happy, friends I can laugh with, family in good healthy, and a life that is secure.
I’ve had enough ice cream, now I’m ready from something simple… perhaps a cucumber. Well, not that simple. Spice it up just a bit, I’ll have cucumber salad.
Lesson Learned: Plain and simple with dash and sass <-- My heart's desire.
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