Sunday, January 18, 2009
We had a cozy night in, watching The Game. Mini Me and Swatcho are old enough to remember when the Steelers won the Super Bowl in '06, so they were all about the black and gold.
Hank picked up a Pittsburgh paper for me on his way home from work today. The first thing I noticed was that the article about the Steelers beat out the piece about the President Elect for space on the front page. I mean, really, he's already won.
The article (titled Great Expectations) discussed how Steeler's fans just expect their team to go to the Super Bowl every season. "In Pittsburgh, the Super Bowl is the standard. Nothing else will do." This got me thinking about Goldie and our expectations for her. I expect her to graduate from high school, pursue some sort of secondary education, get a job, fall in love, and live on her own. This is what I expect of all my children. If they choose to take a different path, that's ok. As long as it is their choice and not something they've been denied. Will I read this 20 years from now and think I was being naive. Maybe, but it won't be the first time.