The Future.

We’ve all thought about the future, one year, two years, ten years from now. I don’t mean technology wise or where will we be. I’m talking about how will we be, happy, sad, depressed, dead maybe? I’ve spent a couple of minutes, maybe an hour and a bit more, thinking about my future. When will I be married ? I could certainly see myself getting married maybe in 10 years from now. I picture myself as happy as the day I knew what college I was going to. I had the cheesiest smile that didn’t rub off, I was extremely happy. I can picture myself being a father, having kids. Being a dad would be the ultimate happiness for me, what a great honor. Try to be as good as a father as my dad has been to me, as my grandfathers have been to their kids. All the in-between of these things are a bit of a blur. I don’t picture myself settled down with a woman that I fall in love with, it sounds to fictional. I could picture all these happy moments because I hope and believe that these will be recorded as happiest days of my life.

I can also picture the sad days of the future. Eventually people from my family will keep growing old and pass away, it is life. I can picture my friendship with my High School friends falling apart, soon it will just be memories and wonders of how X person is doing in life. I can picture one of the saddest days in my life, when my parents will pass away. I see into that future and all I see is tears; after that I can see happiness, me remembering the times of our lives. Any other sad moment that might happen in the future I can’t picture because I wouldn’t want to happen or because I don’t know what else can go wrong in life.

I can always remember the past. The times of my life. Individual thoughts of individual people or groups of people. I can remember my first year of High School thinking into the future and I was so far off of what it was going to be. I pictured myself in Dom. Rep. living in an apartment with friends studying business. How wrong was I back then… I can think about the future today, but I don’t know if I’ll be wrong again. After all my greatest fear has always been no future, having nothing, being nothing. Failure is not an option but sometimes it just happens to good people at wrong times. That is the darkest future I could ever picture and would never want to happen to me or anyone else. I hope I can read this two or four years from now and see what has changed. How will I picture my future then? And how wrong was I today?

Yasser

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