Where would you like to be in ten years?
If only there was one answer that is simple. I’d like to say I know where I’ll be, or even where I’d like to b, but I have learned that that’s just not even a thing. Two years ago I was in warm sunny Tucson, we were house shopping. Two years before that, we were living in what we thought was our forever home. I was a stay at home mom.
In the last two years, I’ve moved back to Michigan, I was a coordinator of a MOPS group and a stay at home mom. Now my youngest is in first grade and I’m employed. In the last two weeks, we had both of our vehicles totaled as we watched from our dinner table and have learned that the driver had no insurance. Isn’t life crazy?
Life is. That’s why it’s impossible to predict my future, or even productive to guess. I love where we are in our lives. I love that my husband has a wonderful career that lets us adventure together. I love that we have resilient children who also love road trips and exploring. I love that both of parents live close by. I am very happy in my life now, and I was happy three years ago planning our future in Tucson. So much happens unexpectedly.
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