A Letter from me to ME

Dear younger me,

There are so many things I want to tell you. As I sit and type this letter I am flooded with so many thoughts. Thoughts of hope, joy, laughter, family, and hardships. Life has its trials and at times you will feel defeated, but you have learned that defeat is never the end of your journey. So to my younger self, I leave with you, three points of inspiration.

Your childhood does not determine your adulthood

I can recall vividly the moment I realized I was not born into a wealthy family. I was eight years old when I looked around and noticed the differences between myself, my neighbors, classmates, and friends. The difference in dress, food, resources, and property. You will come across that one person, that always seems to have it all. But, do not heed to jealousy.

Hold fast! As you become older, the struggles of your childhood and lack of finances will become the driving force of you accomplishing your dreams. You have learned to live by the motto, “Hard work pays off.”

1994

To my younger self, know that you are in charge of your destiny. Use the skills of your childhood to create the adult life your desire. You are a work in progress still.

Enjoy your childhood. Don’t rush to grow older

Take your time. You have much more of life to live. Do not rush the process of growing up. Cherish the silly games with your brothers. Spend more time running around, playing with board games, jumping skipping ropes, doodling with chalk, playing cricket, and telling moonlight stories on the bridge.

As you get older, you will reminisce on these times with your siblings at every family get-together. You will spend hours laughing about some small thing that now fills the room with so much life. Something as simple as the time you fell down the stairs or the night your neighborhood friend got a spanking, and you waited up late at night with your brothers laughing in the living room.

To my younger self, slow down and savor these moments.

Find a strong support system. You will need it !

Over the last year, you have weathered many storms including family illnesses, the death of a loved one, mental health challenges, a pandemic, and the diagnosis of cancer of a close family member. Life can be so messy at times, and yet so beautiful. It is during these trying times you realized how truly blessed you are to have a great support system. Remember to appreciate the daily check-ins. When you felt discouraged and spent days crying, they rush over to be by your side to comfort you. When you felt like not praying, they prayed for you.

w/Mom
w/Dad

Here’s the surprise- Your parents will become your best friend as an adult.

DO not take them for granted.

So to my younger self- treat your family and friends with love. They will show up for you time and time again.

With love,

Your future self

P.S. You’ll meet your best-friend and love in the most unexpected way.

On my “About” page you would have read that I am from Guyana, South America. This small bit of information does not quite give much insight to childhood struggles, accomplishments and unfulfilled dreams.

8 Comments

  1. I enjoyed reading this letter. I know you addressed it to yourself, but it kinda feels like it was addressed to me too๐Ÿ˜‚

    So much wisdom & truth in it!
    Absolutely enjoyed reading through.

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  2. This letter took me back to the younger you and it made me smile…you’re an amazing young woman..may God give you the courage to continue inspiring others..

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  3. I loved this letter from younger you to mature you๐Ÿ˜

    Such potent words of wisdom๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿฟ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿฟ

    Excellent work ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿฟ

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