50 years later....

In 50 years, I will be 73 years old. Although the future is uncertain I can only hope that my journey through life is pleasent, or at least have the good out weigh the bad.

At 73 I'll have a family; a husband maybe a kid or two. I will have buried both my parents. My children will have their own lives. At 73 I hope to be retired from whatever career I've had. I will still be making art (I promise). At 73 I will probably thinking back about how I've lived my life and think how stupid I was for worrying about things or making stupid decisions. I hope to be calmer, and have more compassion for those around me. At 73 my tattoos will be as wrinkled as my face. At 73 I will probably be a grandmother. I will probably have to be checked for colon cancer and breast cancer a lot, since it runs in both sides of my family. I hope to only be married once. At 73 I'll be able to go and come as I please, travel far distances, and see the world. I will probably cherish life much more as I come nearer to the end of it. I might have buried my only brother he'll be 78. We will be old farts together. At 73 I can only hope that I will be strong enough to live my life to the fullest. I will be fearless in the presents of death. At 73 maybe I'll look like my mom or my grandmother or maybe neither one. At 73 maybe my boobs will be perky since I hope to get a boob job before I'm 40. By 73 maybe i'll have finally written and illustrated several childrens books. By 73 I hope to be well known in my community for doing something great. I don't want to be your average 73 year old.