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Where I Want to Be in Ten Years

This is awesome, because I just found some goals I wrote in my journal about five years ago and let's recap how well I've done.

In May of 2007 I made goals up to a 5 year goal. I'll spare you the shorter time periods, but here was my five year:

"26 years old, eh? By then I think I want to be married. And I don't think I'd mind having a kid, maybe two. In 5 years I want to have finished grad school--- so have finished in 3 years? That's realistic, right? In 5 years I want to feel like a grown up, but not too much.  I want to be helping in my community--- politically and any other way. Volunteering and working just being locally politically involved. I want to be still close with my family no matter where I live. I hope that although I'll be paying off student loans, that I will be financially stable in 5 years. I want to be buying a home by then. I want to be in love. And I want to live near a big city."

Oh, 21-year-old Holly, how could you know your fate? Girl, of course you wanted all those things. Heck, you still do.

But I don't think I've done half bad for what life has thrown our way. What I love is that unadulterated ability to imagine that I could in fact accomplish all those wonderful things by 26-years-old. I am, however, impressed anyway: I'm married, I feel like a grown up, but not too much, I'm helping in my church community, I am close with my family, paying off student loans, fairly financially stable (knock on wood), and believe it or not, looking at buying a home. The timing may not be right just yet. I am in love.

I have no children, and that is not my fault. No grad school, and that is my fault. Politics fell by the wayside when things got real around here. Big cities can wait.

So, with that being said, let's talk about 10 years from now.

Gosh I hope I have kids by then. One would be fine. Two would be better, three would be amazing. I still want to be in love with Eric. Honestly, healthy and happy feels like such a good goal. It's not that I don't have aspirations anymore, but my priorities have changed significantly. So that's all I will say for now. Here's to a great 10 more.

And 36-year-old Holly, it'll go by so fast. Trust me, I just talked to the 21-year-old.

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