We emptied a container of salsa during dinner this evening. As I was walking back from the recycling bin at the top of our driveway, I stopped and looked down the drive, my eyes traveling the road leading away. I could hear the boys in the backyard. They were hollering and exclaiming as they jumped into and out of puddles left behind only moments ago by a brief monsoon storm. The substantial gray clouds were already distancing themselves from us, not ones to linger in any one place too long.
For some reason a thought lodged itself into my head as I continued to look past our driveway and onto the road leading into our neighborhood.
In ten years…
In ten years Cody will be 20 and Carter 18. If I am lucky, I will have seen them grow up and mature.
In ten years Husband and I will be in our fifties. I will have been a teacher for 14 years.
Maybe. Or maybe not. Nothing is certain in the march of time. But I do hope I will be around and that I will take a moment to pause, my ten-year older self, and reflect on what has come and what will still be before me.
Shoes On The Wrong Feet 
ten years,,,such a long time….NOT–my sons will be 35 and 40. I of course will still be 39.
My dad stopped aging at 29, so I totally get it. And yeah, in ten more years they will both be adults. Whoa.
I’m 59, and currently going through journals from my early mom years (research for my next book) and I am SO glad I have them. In ten years, you will have these posts to look back on. What a pleasure that will be!
What a great resource for your research and I bet quite the interesting read. I have only been blogging for a handful of years and already enjoy looking back at the earlier posts. Just when I feel that I am too busy and considering completely walking away from my blog, I think of how much I will wish I hadn’t as the time rolls on. Plus, I like to kid myself that Cody and Carter will want to read them someday. 🙂