Do people really know the answer to this question? I mean, really? Because I don’t.
I mean, in 10 years, I’ll be 40, and I’ll have a 13-year-old and an 11-year-old. I want to be healthy. I was to be established in a safe home. I want my family to be healthy, safe, and happy, too.
But beyond that, I’ve found that life can take some unexpected (and sometimes unwelcome, but often wonderful) turns, and I’m not one to handle crushed expectations well, so….
Does that make me a coward? I don’t think so. Life with Jim has just made me a little more of a “roll-by-the-seat-of-my-pants” girl.
Will I be working again? Will I just be a kick-butt SAHM who rocks out the bake sales? (I doubt that – at least the bake sale part.) Maybe I’ll be freelancing from home. That third option is probably the closest thing to a “hidden dream job” that I have, but honestly, who knows?
If my husband, and my children, and my parents are all still healthy and happy (well, me, too), I’ll consider myself to be exactly where I want to be.