Saturday, June 30, 2012

Letter to Sixteen Year Old Me

Hey you.

Yeah, you. With the bushy hair and blue eyes. Things are going to be okay. So a boy broke up with you. Guess what? It turns out to be one of the best things that happens to you. I know you don't know or love The Doctor yet, but I know that even he wouldn't mind these spoilers.

The next year is going to be awesome. You're going to discover so much about yourself - your love for antiques, the way your heart feels when you look out over Lake Martin on a breezy autumn day, the fact that you are incredibly vain about that mess of hair that makes you feel insecure. But you want to know the best part? You are going to fall in love with your friends. The Research Assistant. The Lady Engineer. The HR Consultant. The Gamer. (Look at your notes you write to each other. One day you won't be able to tell your handwriting from his.)  You even get to know The Auburn Fan, but you have to wait for a certain beach trip after graduation to really cement that fall for the her. Spoilers.

Later there will be a quote from Helen Keller, "My friends have made the story of my life," that resonates with you so that your breath catches in your throat. You need this time with them. You need to love with them, cry with them, dream with them, and seal that bond. You need them.  They'll need you, too. Trust me, little dove.

You are smart. Maybe not as smart as you want to be, but smarter than you think. You get awards for it one day, and it literally pays for stuff for you later. Keep working hard. It's worth it.

You and your sister are going to get along better one day. It isn't always easy with her, but that tough shell hides a tender heart. Go easier on her than you want to. Your whole family is kind of awesome. Love on them while you can, you'll lose more of them than you'd like by the time you're twenty six.

You are going to be that crazy dog lady. Embrace it. It brings you so much happiness.

And the boy? That love story? Well, it has a happy ending, too. But no more on that, not now. Spoilers. :)

No comments:

Post a Comment