Wasn't it in grade school that we were told in our Weekly Readers that in 2000 there would be flying cars?
So, here it is 2010 (well, very nearly in Wyoming) and no flying cars. What gives?
All we got for 2000 was a computer scare that turned out to be hype.
The past decade has just been, well, weird. Good things, bad things, and a lot of just plain head-shaking, eye-popping moments of disbelief.
And here I thought I was gonna at least be able to fly home when I want.
I actually never thought past 2000 when I was growing up, so getting to 2010 is just a wonderfully interesting event.
I never imagined as a kid that I would have been to another country (Canada didn't count), but I lived in another country for a three-year span.
I didn't think in 1994 that I would see the west again. But I am back in Wyoming and have made three trips to California, once making the drive there and back alone (something else I never imagined doing).
I never imagined myself with grandchildren, hoped but didn't go past that. Now I have a grandson and granddaughter.
Now it is time to do some other things I have imagined, but not accomplished yet.
I will finish a book.
I will enter a writing contest.
I will get healthier.
And someday, maybe I will be able to hop into my flying car, program it to head to my parents house or one of my kids houses and let it take me there while I read or write or sleep or just sit back and enjoy the scenery.
