Where do you see yourself in five years?

Where do you see yourself in five years?

A question I was asked so often during middle school and high school- a question that my answer changed probably every couple of weeks. Sometimes I would shoot big- I’d say I would be in school studying to become a dermatologist or I would be a fashion student in NYC. Other days I’d be going to school in Florida, or Virginia. And some days I would be going to ywam somewhere far away.

At the time I felt the pressure to pick ONE THING and make that my whole identity. That would be what I would have to choose for life. But as I’m getting older and leaving my teenage years ( I’ll be 20 on Monday whattt ) I’m realizing that I don’t have to pick just one thing and make that my life.

Life truly is like a book and we are living out the chapters and writing our pages as we go- with Jesus as the main author nudging us along. The thing I’m realizing is that I don’t want just one “life” I don’t have just one version of myself that I want to be. There’s so many of “me” that I’m hoping to live out. Let me tell you about all of them.

One version of me that I aspire to be lives in Montana or somewhere out west and has an a frame cabin. She spends her days drinking coffee on the porch, riding horses, building chicken coops or greenhouses or whatever other project she feels good about taking on (with the help of her husband and YouTube of course). She wears flannels, doesn’t need makeup, and she’s taking a break from social media to live off the grid for a while- only producing content to share later on. 🏔🌄🤠

The next version of me lives in Hawaii or Florida. Spending all her days eating açaí bowls, wearing her endless supply of bikinis, and letting her hair grow long and blonde. She is tan + she lives in a cute sky blue cottage that also has a porch. she’s always posting sunset pictures and loves the weather always. 🌺🌴🍍

The next version of me lives in a van or some tiny house somewhere and sells jewelry and macrame pieces on the beach- living out all her hippie dreams. She has long hair and is always wearing tons of jewelry and fun patterned pants. ✌🏼🚐🌼

There’s all these versions of myself that live in my head. And I’m hoping to experience all of them- even if it’s for a week or a month or for ten years. And maybe there’s other manifestations of myself that haven’t even popped into my head yet. And versions of myself- good and bad- that I will grow to love.

Maybe I’ll end up moving back to the Midwest and spend my days eating at root beer stands and having lake days. Then I could be closer to home and also I’d be closer to Dunkin’ Donuts which would def be a plus. Maybe I’ll end up having kids in a year or two and not be any of those things.

And that’s okay. The main goal for me is happiness. What will make me happiest in five years? I don’t know yet, and that’s okay. Right now I’m really loving the sweet chapter I’m in. Let me tell you about the girl who I am right now.

She’s newly married + has a new cute puppy and lives in an apartment she has decorated exactly how she likes. She lives in California and has explored areas that her middle school self was dreaming of. She is cultivating a life she loves. She loves producing social media content- and who even cares about likes these days just post whatever you want👏🏼 and she works at a juice bar and has found a love for decorating açaí bowls all day long. She loves her plants and making desserts. 🪴🌵 she is happy 🤍

Life is short guys. Be someone you would be proud of- no matter what that looks like for you. I’m cheering you all on, always 🤍

Author: camixdahms

Hello! I am a lifestyle blogger and college student. I hope you'll stick around :)

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