si qow
The Question of the week at SI was worth sharing again for my record keeping 
Where do you see yourself in 5 years? 10 years? 15 years? 20 years?
I’d love to hear what you are saying about this, if you didn’t already answer it elsewhere. Thanks again to Sara for giving great questions
in 5 years, I’ll be 30. By this point, I want to be financially settled into a home we are paying on instead of an apartment. at least one little girl with maybe a second on the way. I’ll be at home with them, doing my graphics and crafts for fun on the side, and hopefully making enough to help pay for those things. E will be in a secure job with a good pay. I’ll have more grey hairs to cover.
in 10 years, I’ll be 35. 3 little girls (7, 5, and 3?) with a swingset in the back yard. I’ll have made them cute matching dresses to wear for pictures. Our home will be well decorated and loved by this time. My graphics and crafts will be known and loved, and I’ll have made some money so I can plan for a family vacation and pay for books (I want to homeschool for the first few years) for my girls to own and love. I’ll have a nice stripe of grey in my hair, and dye it beautifully redder than the rest of my hair, because I’ll be a cool mommy.
in 15 years, I’ll be 40. My first 2 kids will be in school, and the littlest will be at home with me still. I’ll be the errand lady - running after the girls and transporting them to ballet/gymnastics and piano lessons. I’ll be a homemaker extrodinaire - sewing, cooking, FLYing, and teaching, as well as personal growth in my computer talents and taking some classes for myself.
in 20 years, I’ll be 45. 2 kids in high school, the 3rd in middle school. More crazy days of following them around while learning to plant gardens and teaching them to help with the housework. I’ll be creating journals and have friends over with tea and cherry coke (with real grenadine and cherrys) to share SARK and my thoughts on love and life. I’ll have a home church that welcomes me with open arms. My music collection will be huge, as will my movies. My depression will be hidden except for those days when my girls rebel, but I’ll bounce back. Eric and I will be so in love after 21 years of marriage. He’ll still play games, and we’ll watch movies cuddled up on the couch while waiting for the girls to come home from dates.
uh oh, what if I have boys!?!!??! I guess I’ll have to learn to love taking them to sports and buying them trucks. I want girlies more, though.
I love these dreams. They make me look forward to getting older, even while I’m scared to move on to these next steps. I waver every day about going through childbirth, but when I really think about it, I can’t imagine life without them. It would be more of a selfish life, and I could throw myself into projects for me and make that my major goals, but I think I would miss out on the family things.
