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What are some of your life goals that you’ve yet to see become a reality?

This question was posed to me on day one of week one in the current study I’m doing:  ‘Jonah’ by Priscilla Shirer.  The next question is ‘How has life tampered with those goals?’  Stopped dead in my tracks.  As my mind whirled on where to even begin to answer these questions, I realized that I didn’t have any goals yet to become reality.  I have several wants and wishes, but I can’t really call them goals.

Growing up in a household, pretty much as an only child because of the age difference between me and my siblings, I was introduced to an “old fashioned” life.  My Dad worked, my Mom stayed home.  She was the one who cooked, baked, cleaned.  She shopped only on Friday morning and if you needed something during the week you waited until the Friday shopping trip.  We made one weekly trip to Grandma’s house, her Mother, and it was always a late afternoon after I got home from school.  Weekends were spent camping and fishing in the summer, and driving around on Sundays listening to Dad tell about the “old times”, then stopping in to see Grandpa and Grandma, my Dad’s parents.  (Grandma always had a bowl of those pink lozenges that taste like Pepto Bismol.  And fish.  And old people that needed to be behind gates.  And if it was winter, there were fruit jars full of blooming red geraniums in the laundry room window sills).

Now I’m off topic.  Goals.  Considering the childhood I had, and the Dad I had,  my goals were to graduate from high school, get married and have children.  It was a step up from what my Mom did, her education ended at the 8th grade because she didn’t have a way to get to St. Charles where the nearest High School was.  It was completely out of the question to consider furthering my education and having a career.  I didn’t argue that fact, Dad said that’s what I was going to do, and that’s what I did.  My goals have been completed.

Now my wants and wishes on the other hand, well that’s a completely different story.  I want to retire and grow old with my husband.  I want to attend my grandchildren’s weddings and be introduced with my husband as their grandparents and then dance with him.  I have no desire to travel, I like my home.  I like my yard.  It probably would get old after awhile but I’d like the chance to find that out for myself.

I want a Camaro.  A dark red one with a 4-speed on the floor.  It would be my summer car.  That won’t happen.  If I had one I’d have to drive it like I had a Camaro and I don’t think that would have a good ending.  I want my winter car to be a Jeep.  A Wrangler.  A bright red one.  4-speed on the floor.   I know they are cold, but I’m always too warm anyways.  But that won’t happen either, it’s not a Grandma vehicle.

So that’s my pondering today.  I have met my goals.  My wants and wishes on the other hand ………………………………..

Always pondering,

dar