Let's Get Lifted

Dear FutureMe, Its Christmas Eve 2005. You're sitting here in your bathroom of your small condo, the dog is sleeping on his back with his paws in the air. You're listening to Let's Get Lifted by John Legend. Its been quite a year for you. You began the year on unemployment, wondering if you'd ever find a job or find your way. And then you decided to go to Grad school. Took the plunge, took out the loans, and just did it. So full time work in insurance and full time grad school can tend to put a little strain on the day to day activities and a serious relationship. And then there was that phone call on a random wednesday night in June- when the supposed love of your life says "I'm moving out. I don't love you anymore" and you were broken and sad and didn't want to get out of bed, live in the condo anymore, keep the dog, etc etc. But you kept going to school, you kept living life- and now you've traveled a lot and done so many things he probably would have held you back from. You've danced with cute guys, traveled to Italy, Martha's Vineyard, you're going to So. America, and your going skiing without him. And you're strong. No matter what you are thinking right now- this whole year has made you stronger than ever. In the future- are you going to remember mr. buttermaker? are you going to be married to an italian chef? did you get up the courage to ask that old high school friend out? Are you an aunty? did you finally get your masters? are you making mucho money doing private practice? did you get burnt out? do you still listen to Marc Broussard? Are you still scared to drive in the stupid snow? did you ever learn to play more than three chords? Do you still think that being 26 years old is old?? Do you still talk to TJ your long lost pen pal? did you guys ever meet up? Did you friend make it back from Afghanistan in one piece? There's so many questions i have about the future- I just hope I'm happy!! I want to write a book-have i done that yet? I want to have kids= do I have those? I want to fall in love with someone who will love me forever- not just conditionally and then leave me for some desperate older woman. ugh. I hope in years from now this is going to seem like such a joke and I'll realize he did me a big favor. Merry Christmas G.