On the Future

When someone says the word “future,” I often start thinking of things like Star Trek and the ever-allusive flying cars. And when someone says “your future” I think of boring graduation speeches.

The truth is, tomorrow is the future. Not tomorrow like the “House of Tomorrow” but tomorrow as in Sunday. And we never know what the future holds.

It is interesting to me how I thought my future would be ten years ago versus what the present actually is.

Ten years ago, I was 19.

If you had asked me what I would be doing in 10 years, I think some of my general guesses as to how my life was going to pan out would be fairly accurate. I think my 19-year-old self would have assumed at the ripe old age of 29 (It doesn’t seem old now) I would be married. Which I am. I doubt my 19-year-old self would have guessed or even had an inkling of who my future spouse would be. I am sure at 19 I was certain I knew who the love of my life was when in fact at 19, I had not even met him yet. Further, my guess at where I would be living specifically would be totally wrong. My 19-year-old self may have stated the correct profession, however I don’t know that she would entirely believe it. I am often still a little in disbelief. But I think at 19, I felt certain about a lot of things in the future. I had direction and I knew I exactly what was going to happen. Or at least I thought I did.

Now at 29, ask me the same questions as to where I will be in 10 years. I feel wiser in that I know the future is uncertain. I know when people use the word “uncertain” it brings to mind a depressive idea of darkness ahead. I don’t feel that way at all. I just know that life throws things at you, that you in no way can expect or plan for making things…uncertain. Some of the things that life throws at you are not so great. Like the death of a loved one, which can change everything. But the unexpected can be meeting the love of your life through total chance.

I expect the future will bring a little of both for me. And I think that is the only thing that can be certain. The bitter and the sweet. And flying cars, I hope.


~ by fortuitousoccurances on August 2, 2008.

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