Where you'd like to be in 10 years.
Ten years, I'd be thirty-five. Well, THAT's depressing. Haha!
In all seriousness though, in ten years, if we were to be completely, utterly honest with each other, and, what the heck, throw in some idealism, I'd want to have my own family. I'm thinking, soccer mom with three, four kids? I could stay at home or follow those semi-stay-at-home-mum trend that's been getting more and more popular these days--juggle both home, husband, kids and maybe a business on the side. That's the ideal world.
'Course, we never know how things turn out, I could always end up one of those forever-alone types, although dear God, I hope and pray that's not how it will be. I think deep down, everyone wants a family, whether or not that entails children, at least a partner in and throughout life, y'know?
Gosh, it used to be that at my age, people were well on their way to establishing families. Heck, my own parents were parents already to two kids at my age!! My friends and I wonder sometimes, how our parents managed to be stable and build up their lives at such a young age; the thought makes us feel inadequate and inferior. Maybe it's different times, different priorities. I don't know. To be honest, while I used to think I knew what I wanted, right now, I don't think I do--how can I when I haven't felt like I've fully established myself to be adequate enough to even begin to fathom the idea of starting a family? Maybe I have the guy. Maybe I have the right intentions. But the prerequisites needed for the future? I don't think I'm quite there yet.. Sigh.
So many thoughts. Let's see. A lot of praying and thinking up ahead, eh? And still so much to look forward to. I am genuinely excited to see how the next ten years of life go :)
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