Yesterday on our way home from the airport, Steve pointed out to me that we were at a milestone, the end of a decade. I found myself reflecting upon the thing that happened in my life this past decade that were important to me in some way.
In the past 10 years, I have traveled to five of the seven continents on the earth. I have earned a Ph.D. in physics, did postdoc studies at MIT and Stanford University, and finally became a Professor of Physics at SMU this past year. I have lived in four different cities spanning each coast of these United States.
I became married. I have watched my family expand as my siblings married and had children. I became a godmother to three of my four nieces and nephews.
I completed the Lakefront Marathon in Milwaukee, WI.
Not all things that have happened this past decade were cause for celebration. I have seen friends and loved ones struggle with relationships. Some loved ones have passed away.
As I think ahead to the next decade, I find myself wondering where I will be in the next 10 years. Will I get tenure (think job security for Professors) or will I need to start an entirely new chapter in my career? Will I have children? Will I have visited every continent on the earth? Will I ever make it to a high school class reunion? Will I ever be a home owner?