What’s next?

My niece is graduating from high school next week, the same high school I graduated from 15 years ago (yikes!) Today was their Class Day where all of the awards and scholarships are handed out. I wasn’t able to go, but I heard from my mom about the different awards that she received. I’m super proud of her and all that she has accomplished in the face of adversity.

It got me thinking about my own Class Day. It was such an exciting time in life, the future was wide open and the possibilities were endless. I could do anything, be anything, and go anywhere I wanted. I can actually remember how I felt, the butterflies in my stomach for the future that lay ahead of me. Here I sit, fifteen years later, and I think I’ve met all the goals that I had set for myself back then. So what now?

I still have goals, it’s just that most of them aren’t as lofty as my goals back then. Most of them go like this:

1. Arrive to work at least one minute early.
2. Don’t swear in front of the children.
3. Stop guzzling diet coke by the liter.
4. Make sure everyone has clean underwear.
5. Make sure everyone gets three meals a day (cheese and crackers count as a meal.)
6. Stop saying “I’m going to punch you in the face” every time Mark irritates me.

I started thinking that I should probably set some goals for the next fifteen years of my life, write them down, put them out there in the universe, and maybe start working on some them. So here goes:

1. Raise three boys to be nice, genuine people that are spiritual, love their country and their mama (and dad) and are able to take care of themselves.
2. Run at least 1 marathon, hopefully under 4 hours. I wanted to qualify for the Boston until I saw how fast I would have to run. The good news is that if I can run at the same pace that I do now when I’m 80, I’ll qualify easily.
3. Do something more with my career. I haven’t nailed this down yet, maybe go back to school and get a PhD, maybe try to get into teaching, I don’t know. I just know that I’m an okay therapist, but I have this whole skill set that’s not being used and I’d like to do something with it.
4. Actually stop saying, “I’m going to punch you in the face,” every time Mark irritates me.

So here’s to the next fifteen years!
Congratulations to my niece, Jane. I hope you are as excited about the future as I was at your age.

About jillo31

I always wanted to write the great American novel. I've come to the realization that that may not happen. Instead, I'm going to write about my life as a working mom to three boys. I figure in ten years, I won't remember what these days are like. I want to record my everyday victories and struggles.
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