In 10 years...

I've been praying so hard to achieve my ultimate dream of being a doctor, and now that I'm halfway through with my third year in Med school, the mix feelings of excitement and anxiety is so palpable, it feels so surreal. I can't imagine vividly how I would face my days of internship, how I would survive my graveyard shift and how in the world would I get through a whole year of pure patient interaction, without getting humiliated in front of everyone because of my epic fail management. The whole thought of internship shakes me and gives me chills. hay, the things I would have to go through to get to that ultimate dream of mine--those two letters, M.D., after my name. Rhea May Perez, M.D.--how does that sound? 

Skipping the internship and residency phases, let's see how I picture myself 10 years from now. Well, I'll be 32 years old by then and...

In 10 years, I hope I'm stable enough-financially and emotionally to support my family, be able to give back to my parents' hard work and be their source of strength. To give them enough leisure and recreation, destress and have some pampering. They truly deserve that after decades of shedding sweat and tears just to provide the best for us. I could only imagine how happy we all would be when that time of 'giving-back' come to reality. They are not asking for it, though; but, as a daughter who look up to them and who witness every sacrifice they have to make, I think it's the least I can do. 

In 10 years, I hope to have a stronger bond with my lifelong friends. This time, I hope to spend time with them a lot more, assuming that by this time, we can already manage and decide for own time, without schedules to compromise or deadlines to meet. I hope to spend random out of town trips or beach getaways or out of the country vacay with them. Or a simple staycation would suffice. With my vivid imagination, I could easily picture our barkada, walking the streets of New York or Paris, shopping and having fun food trips together. Hashtag squadgoals. That sounds perfect. What about seeing myself getting dolled up to attend one of my bestie's wedding? TISSUE PLEASE. I WOULD CRY A LOT LIKE LITERALLY, I MIGHT RUIN THE WHOLE WEDDING. Kidding aside, of course I would be one of the happiest girlfriend to see one of my best friends walk down the aisle with his groom waiting for her at the altar. (But sana by that time, payat nako please. So friends, wait for my ideal body before you wed, okay? thanks!)  

In 10 years, I hope and pray that I've found you, my love. I pray that we'd have great friendship as our strong foundation, with full of respect for each other and be family-oriented. I pray that my family would like you, and would see all the good things about you. I pray that you are emotionally stable for a lifetime commitment with me, no matter how immature or childish I would be, at times. I pray that our home be filled with love and laughters even on stressful days. May we have time to escape from the busy and hectic realities of our respective careers and go on a spontaneous date/picnic/roadtrip or getaways. May we have lots of moments to cherish and memories to last a lifetime. I can see us having simple dates like eat out on a Friday night or stargazing while we talk about our future plans. Or just share a tub of cookies and cream flavoured ice cream and pizza with lots of cheese while watching our favourite movies/series together. I would love to wake up beside you each morning and prepare for our breakfast together. To grow old with you is a journey I can't wait to begin. Wherever you are right now,  I pray that God is preparing you for your future life with me. 

In 10 years, I would read this again and see which actually happens in reality.