Where do you see yourself in 5 years? 10 years? 15 years?
I always wonder why they ask questions like this. Job interviewers do it to judge whether you'll stay long enough to be worth the effort it takes to train you. Dates do it to judge whether your goals are in line. Lovers do it to judge whether you are seeing them in your future. Parents do it to judge whether they're gonna have to pay your bills or not. Kids do it to judge whether their home base is still safe.
But I'm not sure there are really answers to these questions. I subscribe to the old adage, "Man plans. God laughs."
I have had many plans in my life. Dreams, goals, visions for my future. I could see them so clearly, planned so carefully, knew what I wanted, what I was working toward.
And then real life settles in.
Or sometimes, rears its ugly head.
And crashes in on you.
And then comes the after...the readjusting, the rebuilding.
Am I avoiding the question? Perhaps.
Perhaps.
For the first time in a long time, I have hope. When I think about my future, I see that my life can be more than what it has been. More than surviving day-to-day, more than getting up, drinking coffee, going to work, feeding dogs and kids, cleaning house, reading books, and going to bed.
Maybe I'm afraid to jinx it.
Let's just say this.
I love my life today. I really do.
I have a dream job, terrific kids, fabulous friends, loyal family, good books, enough food, more than enough dogs, and love. I'm blessed beyond what I ever hoped for.
So, if it's okay with you, I'm going to just enjoy that today.
To love the life I've been given today.
To not over-think or over-worry about what may or may not happen in some tomorrow.
Carpe the fuck out of that diem, darling.
I always wonder why they ask questions like this. Job interviewers do it to judge whether you'll stay long enough to be worth the effort it takes to train you. Dates do it to judge whether your goals are in line. Lovers do it to judge whether you are seeing them in your future. Parents do it to judge whether they're gonna have to pay your bills or not. Kids do it to judge whether their home base is still safe.
But I'm not sure there are really answers to these questions. I subscribe to the old adage, "Man plans. God laughs."
I have had many plans in my life. Dreams, goals, visions for my future. I could see them so clearly, planned so carefully, knew what I wanted, what I was working toward.
And then real life settles in.
Or sometimes, rears its ugly head.
And crashes in on you.
And then comes the after...the readjusting, the rebuilding.
Am I avoiding the question? Perhaps.
Perhaps.
For the first time in a long time, I have hope. When I think about my future, I see that my life can be more than what it has been. More than surviving day-to-day, more than getting up, drinking coffee, going to work, feeding dogs and kids, cleaning house, reading books, and going to bed.
Maybe I'm afraid to jinx it.
Let's just say this.
I love my life today. I really do.
I have a dream job, terrific kids, fabulous friends, loyal family, good books, enough food, more than enough dogs, and love. I'm blessed beyond what I ever hoped for.
So, if it's okay with you, I'm going to just enjoy that today.
To love the life I've been given today.
To not over-think or over-worry about what may or may not happen in some tomorrow.
Carpe the fuck out of that diem, darling.
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