Mumbles … Altruistic

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To give without expectations is a wonderful thing to do… it is not always easy.  You give a present on somebody’s birthday; you expect a positive response; at the very least you want a thank you.  You spend hours on a special dinner for someone.  You still expect some kind of comment about how good the food taste.  BUT if you can give with no hopes of anything in return that is a true altruistic nature.  You give of your time, talent, money for the benefit of others.  You are not doing it for a photo op.  You are not doing it to further your career.  You are doing it because it is a kind thing to do.

I have probably been the most altruistic about fund raising for Children’s Miracle Network when I used to work.  For many years I was the only cashier asking people for donations.  Finally, management decided everyone else needed a little push and started giving away prizes for the fund raising.  I tried to get others on board with information about what CMN did to help sick kids and their families.  I only took one of the prizes, a free 20oz soda because I was thirsty.  But the bottom line was always the needs of the kids.

That is about the best I do with altruistic at nearly 3am (I wrote this last night and fell asleep before I could post it).  Not sleeping tonight so I might as well work on WordPress.  I have some free time coming up so maybe I can whittle down the days I am dreadfully behind on.  Got a steroid shot in my hip today so will be down with pain tomorrow before it gets better in the next couple of days.  I hope everyone has a great (and maybe an altruistic) weekend!


Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – altruistic

Expectation and Disappointment

I tried to come up with a poem about today’s word prompt but my mind kept coming back to one thing that I could not shake… so no poem tonight.

The timing of the word prompt makes me wonder if WordPress has a camera and is watching me this week?  I just learned the lesson about expectations when I got my feelings hurt over a gift I sent a friend.  I was all worked up, proud of what I had done for his birthday and had run through the great words of praise he was going to give me.  He did thank me for things but that was about it.  No mention of the handmade card I had made.  No words about the poems I had shared with him (him being a fellow writer too).  Only a comment on one thing from the 9 page letter.  I felt hurt.  I felt dismissed.  I felt somehow I had done something wrong.

Then it came to me… I had expectations.  Today’s word prompt hit me like a slap to the face.  I had expected to hear more.  I had expected things I should not have.  It was only words.  It was only a birthday card.  Why did I expect so much more than I got from him?  My depression has moved from just around the corner to nudging me in the side this week and I suppose that made it affect me more.

I have to learn to control my expectations better.  I also have to learn it is not MY fault when things are a disappointment, only simply misplaced expectations.  But right now I have to go look for that little hidden camera… LOL!

roses are red

violets are blue

don’t have expectations

disappointment doesn’t look good on you