Grandma raising Grandson

When I think about my life three years from now, I see stability, love, and peace the kind that comes from hard work and never giving up. My grandson will be eight years old by then, full of energy, curiosity, and laughter. Watching him grow has already been one of the greatest joys of my life, and I can only imagine how much more fun and adventure the next few years will bring. He’ll be in school, asking endless questions, and teaching me new things every day.

By that time, I will have been at my job for 21 years something I’m really proud of. It represents commitment, strength, and a lot of early mornings and long days that were all worth it. My career has given me the stability to take care of my family and build a better life, and I’m grateful for that.

One of the biggest changes I see in my future is owning my own home. No more renting apartments I’ll finally be buying a house of my own. Just thinking about it fills me with pride. It will be a place filled with love, laughter, and memories. I can picture my grandson’s drawings hanging on the fridge, the smell of dinner cooking, and the comfort of knowing that every corner of that house belongs to us.

Three years from now, I see myself more confident and content. Life won’t be perfect, but it will be ours. I’ll look around and feel thankful for how far I’ve come for the struggles that made me stronger and for the love that kept me going. Most of all, I’ll be proud of the home, the life, and the future I’ve created for me and my grandson.