I remember it like it was yesterday. Don and I sitting at a picnic table in a campground after taking a drive through the mountains. We sat there eating our lunch, enjoying the scenery, and chatting about nothing special. Then the subject turned to having babies, to starting a family.
After being married for nearly seven years, we were excited to realize that we both were ready for the next stage in our life. We even started dreaming about what our kids would look like and what our life would look like with kids in it. It was pure speculation because we didn't have a clue as to what all of that would look like.
It seems like yesterday, but it was 21 years ago.
My first born will be 20 years old next month.
As we sat there that day, we could never have imagined how the next 20 years would have gone. The ups and the downs, the joys and the sorrows, the challenges, and the rewards. And in the same way, as I sit here today, I cannot really imagine what the next 20 years will look like. But I can speculate.
We are entering the next stage of our life under the term empty-nesters. No kids! That is... no kids in the house. Of course, we will still have kids and for the next few years, I'm assuming that they will still need their parents in one form or another. And I'm hoping that within the next 20 years, there will be grandchildren for me to lavish with love and attention.
Since we won't be tied down to the house or kids, we want to travel a bit more. Not only around the country but within our own state. We've lived here seventeen years and there are many places we still haven't visited.
I've been thinking about taking on a part-time job, and that would certainly change the way my life looks. Don may change his job and we're open to moving some place new. We're retiring from Youth Ministry here in a few months so our service to God and our church will look different and to tell you the truth, I don't have a clue of what that might look like. It's a little bit scary, but also, exciting.
So, as with the last 20 years, I'm sure the next 20 years will be full of changes, yet full of life. I look forward to them and see them as an adventure. The next 20 years are not to be looked at as a destination, but merely a part of my journey.
This post was written for Scribbit's March's Write-Away Contest with the prompt, The Next 20 Years.