the year I finally learn how to spell the word, "twelve." Seriously. Beyond that, I have no clue as to what the life will show me.
With the exception that life will show me how to fall in love again.
Come February (another word I will most likely learn how to spell without thinking) my first grandchild will enter the world. A little girl. I know whenever I am in her presence, I will be looking at life through a little one's eyes. I will live my life vicariously through her.
I am told by others who have traveled this path, my life will never be the same.