You know you're old when your memories are more important than your dreams

10 years ago I was at pre school and eager to learn everything.

5 years ago it was my last year in primary school and pre teenage drama time in my life.

A year ago it was my last year in secondary school. I decided which high school 

I wanted to go and thought about my future seriously. Grew so much and took steps. 

Two days ago I was on fire in our scout meeting. We planned our trip with my girls. 

It was amazing feeling to see them so excited about something.

An hour ago I came home from church. We had inspiring seminary

  (it inspired me to do this post!) and fun aciticity night with awesome young women. 

After an hour I have hopefully fallen asleep. 

After two days I'll be far away from Finland. 

After a year it's gonna be THE day. Looking like princess and dancing. We'll become

 the seniors in high school and in Finland it's tradition to celebrate it by having a big prom. 

After 5 years I have already returned my mission and hopefully will be studying in university.

After 10 years I'll be old enough to work as a journalist, live with the husband of my dreams

 and take care of little children. But young enough to laugh, dance and dream.

seminary art by me and my little sister