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Todays F word is the future. Oh boy, I spend a lot of my time thinking about the future, which probably isn't healthy. I've been trying to think more about the here and now. But, that doesn't mean I can't think about the future. : )
Five years ago, when I thought about my life, I'd probably picture myself exactly where I am which is pretty funny. Three years ago, no way. It'll be funny to see how my views change over time.

Right here, right now, these are my goals for the next five years

1. Be sealed to Senor Sammy for time and all eternity. Right now, there's a lot that needs to happen to get there and I know it's going to be a tough path. But, it'll be so worth it.

2. Get published. Oh, I want this so so so bad, I was crying last night again because at times it seems so attainable but at others, it seems so far. This is going to be so much work but I want it so bad. I WILL be an author.

3. See Sammy and I graduate college.

4. Get off anti-depressants. This is something that I never wanted to be on. I know that I would not be where I am today without the help of antidepressants. But, I feel that someday through hard hard work, I could get off this medication and function on my own. I hope to do that in the next five years because of goal 5

5. Become a mother. At first, thinking about doing this in the next five years is horrifying! But, then I realized, it's five years. I'll almost be 26. That desire to be a mother is in me and some days I'm like, ok! Let's do this! NOW! Others I'm like, ha, no waaay. But I want to be a mother. :)

There's so many other things that I want to accomplish in the next five years but I feel as if 5 is appropriate. I can't wait to see what the future holds, and feel confident that I can attain all of these goals with the help of my Heavenly Father and hard work.


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  1. These are all worthwhile goals! I want to be published too!!! The thought of it absolutely scares the crap out of me though! And, I have to say, I wholeheartedly recommend becoming a mom ;)

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  2. I think your goals are great! I too want to get off my antidepressants so I can have kids... but I have a LONG time to go before that!

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