Before I go to this meeting I wanted to "do" my homework. Last Thursday we were asked to draw a picture of where we would like to see ourselves in ten years. I thought about this through out the week, and I think I may have a pretty good picture.
Just to forewarn you, some of the things I've thought of may seem silly, other's weird, and yet some even weirder. My picture, right? Right.
*Also I jump from third to first person. I know it's breaking the rules, but rules are meant to be broken if you understand why they're there in the first place. I hope it isn't too annoying and you see how I'm using these points of view to tell my story.
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Picture a mother. Tall and thin- YES! I can say this because I will be thin and remain thin ... and it's what?! Oh yah- my dream! Continuing on...
This mother is sitting with her arms folded and her head bent. She's in a skirt, teacup style that comes just below her knees. To the right of her is an eleven year old girl giggling quietly trying to be reverent herself. She too is dressed up; however she's in a pretty purple dress with her hair in a chick pony tail. The mother looks up and gives her daughter, Shaylee the look. Immediately Shaylee casts her eyes down and covers her mouth.
Infront of Shaylee and I sits my 12 year old son on a chair facing me and our close loved ones. So handsome he looks with his gelled hair and new black suit from Sears. He's smiling with great anticipation. Today is the day he becomes a priesthood holder. With the help of me and his daddy, whom is standing behind him placing his hands upon Aiden's head, he has grown to be a worthy young man. He is now ready for more repsonsibility. A tear escapes and slides down my cheek.
"Hey Mom!" Yells Shaylee coming at me from the left and from the right yells Aiden, "SHOT GUN!!!!"
"Great!" I think rounding up my two monkey's and hearding them back to my fly Hummer. Now to pick up my two younger monsters from the 2nd and 4th grades. (I kind of have to leave this thought open ended seeing as I don't actually HAVE two other children...)
So here are just some other things I'm anticipating:
-the "talk" with both of my children
-puberty. Yes believe it or not I want to see my children grow from awkward adolescence into beautiful people. I don't want to just imagine it, I want to live it.
-girl talk
-sports
-plays
-shopping
-sleepovers
-awkward questions
-MORE CHILDREN!
-Josh and I playing sports with our children
-Josh and I having our 10 year anniversary
I want to own our own home somewhere back in the Columbia Basin. I want to be a part of the PTA and volunteer in my kids classrooms. I want to be the "cool" mom that takes the kids out in the wee hours for goodies.
But most of all... I want to be there. I want to be alive. I want to be healthy and strong. I want to enjoy life with my children. I want to have the good and the bad, just as long as I'm the one that gets to experience it. I want to be happy...
... And the only way I'll get there is by getting this weight off. Heart disease runs through the women on my mom's side of the family. Infact it's a lot closer to "home" than most of us even realize. I don't want to be next, but it's definitly a real possibility if I allow myself to continue indulging in my "crack," ... also known as junk food.
Now that I have drawn my picture, I find I have an actual destination where I'd like my life to go. Once I've met either some or all of my goals I will sit down and once again draw a new picture for myself and my family.
I hope you all do the same as well.


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