Rambling on about plans and the vision for the next three years…

I suppose we all make plans, that is what we do as humans, plan things, do things, and try to make them happen in our own time. I have aged to the point I now understand that old saying, “We make plans and God Laughs.” Still… I make the plans and watch albeit silently as they change, fall apart and get sidetracked for life and its ever-evolving details. I can look back and see the change in my life, the turns I took when I wanted to go straight and the side roads and detours that were taken all too often. The good thing is that I am still traveling, the journey continues on, even if it seems a bit uncertain at times.

I have made plans to do, to be, and to give and find things on this journey that have been sidetracked and at times run over or lost. I still make plans… My plans are to be debt free and to be able to just do what makes my heart happy in three years. Some would think at my age that would be already accomplished. But life has presented me with challenges that have caused me to do some things I did not want to, or rather that I did not plan for. Some were of my own doing, and some came as family issues that needed me to take care of them. YES, I am that person, the matriarch of my little family, the caretaker, the one who just does and does not ask for help. I just do it, take care of it, and then am left to handle it.

But I am staying pretty much on track this time so far, knock on wood… I have had a couple of bumps I have had to navigate but I spend a lot of time talking to God about my needs and desires. I found myself at a crux a few years back where I had to make a few decisions and after praying on things, doing some research and making plans I could manage, I redirected my path to achieve what I wanted. Yes, I have stayed on track, well pretty much… Like I said “We make plans God laughs…” But I am equipped for change, I am an evolver and someone that can take the detour and get back to the journey. I admit there are times I wish things were not so challenging and that life was just a stroll down a tree lined road where the sun shone through and there were no potholes and detours… But as a woman who lives at the end of dead-end dirt road I know the smooth ride in life is rarely as smooth as it seems.

But yes, I plan in three years to be seeing days that are not rushed, jaunts to places I want to see up close, days spent writing, reading, and just being whatever the day dictates in my heart. I am under no grand Illusion that the road to get there does not have detours, potholes, or delays but I am going to give it my all. I will admit I am more worried about what the world itself will be like in three years than my own plan of life. I feel the new threats to democracy, the fascist cloud hanging over us all, and the undercurrent in this country could make everything I plan something that is not possible. We will have to see… Only God knows I tell myself. But today, I paid bills, will be going to vote in a bit, and gather a few things needed. I will take an active role in trying to make things better, not just for myself but for my kids, my grandkids and my great grandkids. Mostly I just hope in three years that they are still around, thriving, and living in a world that they can grow old in… I still believe in magic, or miracles. Just hope that I can carry the weight of everything and finish this journey with my faith, and love intact… But for today, the sun is shining, and I have places to go and things to do, for me… for life… for the vision of what I see ahead. As my Daddy said, You’re never too old to start a new dream…