The end of a year, the end of a decade. It was an eventful one. In this ten years, I graduated from high school, college, and graduate school. I got a driver’s license and later had my first car accident. I got my first and second real jobs. I fell in love, more than once. I experienced the pain of loss at a magnitude I never imagined. I had mono, and pneumonia, and probably swine flu. I got married, bought a house, and adopted two dogs. I became a social worker, then a clinical social worker. I lived out my childhood dream and became a teacher.
In fact, many of those things happened in 2009 alone.
I could make a resolution now to eat healthier, exercise more, worry less, and be more patient, all things I should get better at. But I’ve never really made or kept any sort of resolution, except those made on a whim. I don’t know if I will ever experience 10 years with so much change ever again, but some change will come. I hope to find a job I really love and will probably at least attempt to have some kids. I wonder if I’ll ever get a PhD or if I’ll find some whole new goal in life. At the end of the next decade, my nephew will be 10 years old and I will be 10 years older. I will probably lose a few grandparents and most likely will say goodbye to my precious Bella. The next 10 years will, without a doubt, include a few unexpected surprises, some happy, some sad.
I long for the future to come so I can see what happens next. And yet, I wish I could freeze time and live life just as it is now because, sometimes, it feels so perfect.






















