I spent this past weekend in Ft. Lauderdale Florida visiting my father. He was getting re-married so I took the boys on a 4+ hour plane ride to attend his celebration.
The whole weekend people loved on my boys and after they were done they’d come up to me and say “Enjoy this moment, they grow too quickly, and it goes way to fast” or some variation of that sentiment.
I’m already in shock that five years has blown past me in the blink of an eye and I’m sending my first baby to kindergarten this year, so I am certain that they weren’t just saying it to be kind. Life really does go by way too quickly.
What is that saying?
I wonder sometimes where we will be in 5, 10, 15 years. Normally it is just a passing thought, so it’s fun to write it all down and imagine, hope, and dream about our future.
In 10 years I will be 42. For some reason turning 30 didn’t scare me at all, but I balk at 40. Hopefully by then I will have found peace with it. I’d like to be working full time in social media work. I hope to have traveled more with my family, and at least a few times with just my husband.
Aren’t we babies here? This was nearly 10 years ago…
In 10 years my husband will be 47 years old. WOW! That is insane to even think about. I hope he won’t still be deploying for his job. I hope he will have more time home with the family. I’m so blessed that he does what he does to give us the life we have, but I truly hope that in
In 10 years K will be 15 years old! I can’t even stand that thought. He will be working on his driving license and going to be a sophomore in high school. I imagine our afternoons and weekends will be filled with some activity or sport. At five he can’t sit still, so my hope for him is he finds a creative outlet to release his energy. I hope he has more friends than even he knows what to do with. He’s such a sweet boy, and I know that smile and a kind word will take him far in life.
In 10 years my sweet baby boy will be 11 1/2 years old. A pre-teen in 6th grade! No more elementary school for him – he will be in middle school. I hope he will still be the same dare devil he is today, because while it may scare the bejeezus out of me it also makes me incredible proud that he goes after what he wants and is fearless in doing so. I hope he’s doing something that makes him happy every single day.
In 10 years I hope my boys will still be as good of friends as they are now. They light up instantly when they see each other. I fall a little more in love with them each day seeing how they are not only growing into their own, but how they are growing as brothers.
In 10 years I’d love to have one or two more babies to complete our family. In 10 years I hope I’m at peace with not having anymore. I know that sounds silly to say, but I feel like my body will always ache for more babies. It’s such an awe-inspiring process to grow and have a child. To watch them grow. To experience their “first moments” along side them. I cry now just thinking about not getting to do that again and I know we will do it again, so I hope that peace comes along.
In 10 years I pray my family and friends are all still healthy. I can’t wait to see the memories we’ve made together as a family. I’m have to admit, writing this down has freaked me out just a little bit. I hope I find a way to slow life down. To not be so focused on what could happen and live for what is happening.
For the next 10 years I’m just not going to blink!
Where will you be in 10 years?
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