Dear younger self,I was thinking about you today and so wanted to send a little note to see how you're doing. I can see you now, sitting on the front porch steps, watching the kids playing in the park, staring off into space. I remember how you used to love singing as you soaked in the afternoon sun. Your round cheeks and bright red hair that couldn't decide if it wanted to be curly or straight. Your strong legs from all of those hours on the soccer field. Youre goofiness and playfulness and quick sense of humor that always had people laughing.I know some of that is feeling harder to be these days. Life has become very confusing ... a simple thing like walking in your front door now carries with it a heaviness because he's there. It breaks my heart that you don't feel safe, and I know you are wondering if there's ever going to be a way to escape this.I wish I could wrap you up and carry you away from there. If I could, I would create a space with all of your favorite things - peanut butter, card games, books, music from all around the world, and plenty of room to dance. I know it's not much help to you right now and you most likely won't even believe me, but I promise -- something amazing is going to happen to you.Right now when someone says there is a meaning or a purpose you want to punch them in the face - and rightly so. Who wants to hear there is power in the pain, our pain is our purpose, when they are hurting!?But what I most want you to know is this pain is not a gift, it is not to be treasured -- but it is going to be transformed into something that will blow your mind!And I know - without a doubt - that life is going to become a wild journey that amazes you and that you are so grateful to be a part of.With all my love,
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