Sunday, March 16, 2008

The Next 20 Years

Dear Jean,
How's the world treating you these days in the year 2028? I hope that all is well and that you are spoiling some grand babies and that they are all girls and that your BFF's with your daughter-in-laws. A girl can hope right? (Oh BFF means best friends forever in that way we communicated via text messaging ...ahem in case you forgot.)
I have great hopes for us in the near future, at the age of 30 we're struggling with our inner peace and happiness with the job. I'm sure you probably can recall. The current job has given us some disappointments and yet we feel stuck as if that is all we are qualified and know to do. We also have a bit of the "grass is greener" syndrome. I(we) hope to nip this in the bud by going back to school this fall. I can't wait to find out how this fares.

Do you remember when we wrote ourselves a similar letter when we were in high school? I hope you still have that letter, it refreshes a few good and some bad memories of old. Those were the days weren't they? No real responsibility, cruising around with friends and just letting the night find us.

30 years is a long time for marriage most especially in this time, I can't imagine in 20 years. I know C and "we" can do it, if we can do 10 we can do 20 more and then some. You and I both know that marriage ain't easy; yet at the same time I can't imagine spending the rest of my life with anyone else. I hope it's the same then as it is now.
I know this letter is getting long, but there's so many questions and hopes. I hope for the most part that the world is somewhat of a better place at least for the grand kids sake. I hope we have found new renewable resources to squelch the dependence on gasoline forever. The price now is 3.09 in East Texas; which is pretty cheap compared to most places. Milk is over $4.00 a gallon which in itself is unbelievable. Spare me the details on what it is in 20 years, ok? The housing market and economy is not in a good place right now. People burning their own homes to prevent foreclosures. It really is a time of struggle for a lot of people. We our a country in hopes of change with a newly elected president this year. Will we get our first African American? I don't think a woman, we will elect this time.
We are so blessed to have this retro house with it's decor of the 1970s. The rent is fairly cheap. You remember that ugly flowered green wall paper in the kitchen? Don't even get me started on the dark wood paneling in the living room. Yet even with it's flaws it was a nice comfortable home until we can finally buy our own. I can't wait to see it. I hope again it's everything you want it to be.
I hope your a rockin 50 year old granny, still blogging, still rocking on GH3-or whatever the latest one is. I hope you've kept your sense of humor on things and that a good laugh is always the best medicine for what ails ya. Remember always what your father-in-law said before he passed, You must take care of yourself first to take care of everyone else.
I can't wait to hear from you every now and then, and if you could somehow send me the winning lotto numbers for next weeks draw that would be great, k? thanks.
Love
Jean

This is my entry for the Write Away contest "The Next 20 Years" at Scribbits.

4 comments:

Scribbit said...

Well here's to twenty more years of great marriage, right?

And lots of grandkids--I think I'm looking forward to that phase of life.

KC said...

This was a really cool idea. I love your letter.

Lawanda said...

That is so good! I love how you talk about your house! I wrote a letter to myself when I was 14 to be opened when I was 24. It rocked. Only, I remembered the thing in it's entirety, so I didn't really even need to open and read it! LOL

MP said...

:-)
20 years..Wow..
I don't want to think that far ahead...it's too scary.

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