Many moons ago, some of you will recall the Heinz Ketchup "Anticipation" commercials. I don't think, at the time, there wasn't a soul who didn't sing along. I also believe that we were all thrilled when the tomato-ey goo finally hit the target. Made you almost want to cheer. It was that build up of waiting, and waiting, and waiting. The commercial folks tried whacking the bottle, shaking it, willing it to hurry up, but that darn ketchup took its sweet time and when it was ready . . . it allowed its goodness to be shared and savored.
There are all kinds of things that we anticipate in life. We want so much to go to school and then we get there and want it, so much, to be over. We are so anxious to find companionship and must kiss many a frog to find that prince. We want to get married and have a family and then complain that our babies keep us up all night. We want our babies to start talking and then spend the next sixteen years wishing they'd be quiet! We want our children to act like adults and then, when they do, we want to coddle and hold them again. We want to be so very independent and then find it devastating when we are all alone. We need to learn to delight in that ketchup when it gets here!
Don't hurry things too much. Enjoy the moments as they come. Devour the deliciousness of every day. You cannot know the future. You cannot plan on another person's actions. You have the anticipation of what may come and how to make the most of it because . . .
Anticipation, anticipation
Is makin' me late
Is keepin' me waitin'
And tomorrow we might not be together
I'm no prophet and I don't know nature's ways
So I'll try and see into your eyes right now
And stay right here 'cause these are the good old days
Ketchup, anyone?
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