I wish I could see into the future, but I can’t, so I don’t know what it holds for me. But when I close my eyes …
I see a house in a neighborhood with lots of kids. And my son is riding his bike and playing with friends. We have a yard where my dogs run and play and sun themselves. And Dina and Rocket will live forever.
I see good friends who come over to hang out and talk and laugh.
I see baseball and football games with my son.
I see annual summer trips to the beach where we play, relax, and generally do nothing.
I see nights with my family on my parents’ back patio.
I see myself migrating back into newsroom management.
I see a man whom I love and trust, and who adores me. But not anytime in the next decade, still too much healing and growing to do.
I see my son growing into a young man right before my eyes. His features sharpen, his mind grows, his smile brightens.
I see so much new technology in our lives, it’s mind boggling.
I see myself having to color my hair as the grey grows in more and more. And I see myself OK with that.
I see nights at the batting cages with my son. I see birthday parties and school events keeping us busy.
I see an aura of comfort around us.
I see us happy.
For the immediate future, though, I see NyQuil and the hope that my runny nose and sore throat will go away by morning.