SweetLisa's plans...

What are my plans for the future?

In ten years, I guess I’ll have finished my studies, I’ll have a job, I’ll be settled in an apartment, maybe with my boyfriend or husband.

In twenty years, I imagine myself picking up my children at school, going home with them, to the house my husband and I just bought. I’ll be cooking while I wait for him to come back from work.

In thirty years, I wish I’ll still have a job that I love; I probably will fight with my kids because they’ll be in their “teenage crisis”. But I know my family will be there to help me.

In forty years, I’ll be close to retiring, I’ll be planning the trips I could make with my husband, now that the kids grew up and left the house.

In fifty years, I finally would have gone to every country I dreamed of going in. I’ll be a grandmother who takes care of her grandchildren, I’ll make them marmalade and talk to them about the life I’ve had.

In sixty years, I would realize I had an amazing life, full of happiness thanks to my family and friends. I’ll be thinking about my high school years, watching photos of my youth, of the senior year. Then, I’ll pick another album photo, and another one, and again, and again until the last one.

In seventy years, I imagine myself sleeping, forever, calmly, knowing that I had succeeded in life.

 Cliché; this plan looks like a TV series script, that’s exactly what TV makes us think, that life is easy.

The truth is I don’t know what I’ll become or how I’ll turn out.

I may die in a plane crash, or become famous. I may work at McDonalds my all life, or known the success of a big career. I may never be married, or get divorced three times. I may have triplets, or be sterile.

For the moment I know nothing about my future professional life, I don’t even know where, what and how I want to study after getting my bachelor degree. I also have no ideas about what would be my personal life; I don’t even know what I’m going to eat tomorrow.

No one can honestly say what will be their future life, because life is not easy, it is full of impediments, anything could happen tomorrow.

The only thing I really know is that we should enjoy our senior year, work to have a nice life, avail our friends and families before we leave them next year… 

The only thing I can tell is that I don’t know what I’ll become, but “Carpe Diem”, anything could happen, let’s not be afraid of the future, anyway we’ll have to face it someday so go ahead and like Patrick Bruel sings, we’ll meet in ten years and see what we’ve become.

 

SweetLisa, the future IDon’tKnowWhatYet.