Ten Year Musings

As I was getting out of the shower this morning, it occurred to me that I no longer freak out at the age of 42 about the same things that I freaked out about at 32. The same goes for 22, 12 and 2 (although clowns still to this day freak me out, so that doesn't count). So, considering that, the things that freak me out today, at the age of 52, will seem like no big deal? I like that.

Ten years ago, it was 1999 and I was just pregnant with Petunia, with an almost 5 year old about to start kindergarten and a 6 year old about to start first grade. Gabby had not come into our lives just yet and Butterscotch was still with us - Cosmo wasn't even a year old yet. In fact, looking back, I didn't even know I was pregnant with Petunia yet and was on a modified Atkins diet worried about not eating taters and pasta. *sigh* Sharky had a different job with better pay (although we didn't appreciate it), we had a different vehicle, but the house was the same.

Differences vs similarities? Almost like a whole 'nother world compared to right now. It cannot even be compared to when I was 22. Then, I was shallow and selfish and was no where near as happy as I was at 32.

Where will I be in 10 years when I'm 52? Let's see, Bear will be 26, Bug will be turning 25, and Petunia will be 19. Malcolm most likely will still be with us, but I doubt Gabby and Cosmo will still be on this earth. Will we still be in this house? Will all the three kids still be living with us? Oh goodness, I don't even want to think about that. LOL Most likely. Will I be as happy as I am now? I hope and pray that I will be, and even more so.

So, I need to remember that in the scope of life, I should not freak out as badly over things like I do - things change and evolve and eventually are no where near as bad as they are at the moment.

Doris Day
Que Sera Sera

When I was just a little girl
I asked my mother, what will I be
Will I be pretty, will I be rich
Here's what she said to me.

Que Sera, Sera,
Whatever will be, will be
The future's not ours, to see
Que Sera, Sera
What will be, will be.

When I was young, I fell in love
I asked my sweetheart what lies ahead
Will we have rainbows, day after day
Here's what my sweetheart said.

Que Sera, Sera,
Whatever will be, will be
The future's not ours, to see
Que Sera, Sera
What will be, will be.

Now I have children of my own
They ask their mother, what will I be
Will I be handsome, will I be rich
I tell them tenderly.

Que Sera, Sera,
Whatever will be, will be
The future's not ours, to see
Que Sera, Sera
What will be, will be.