A letter from June 19th, 2012

Dear FutureMe, Happy Birthday! Gosh, thirty years. I can't even imagine. I keep reading all these public letters and the majority seem so depressing. Well, I'm not here to depress you or accuse you. I'm not even really here to motivate you. I just wanted you to remember that, in earlier days, I was thinking of you with hope. It's sort of encouraging, isn't it? Whatever path you are on, whatever people you have in your life, you will succeed in the important things. I have no doubt of it. I'm approaching two decades of life right now, and so far my only regret is wasting time. Well, I'm working on that. :P As you know.Time and time again we've proved that when we try, failing is not an option. Not in the things we love. I wonder what your life is like. Are you a mother? A wife? A lover? A fighter? A writer? A teacher? A journalist? A radio editor? A print editor? A novelist? Famous? Infamous? Joyful? Depressed? I wish us all the good things. I hope you haven't given up on the things that are important to you. I hope that you will think of me often and remember to reach for more in life- and not to lose the crucial things you already have. Remember that values are important, family is important, and loving as much as you can is most important of all- including yourself. Maybe you're laughing right now, but I think it is more likely that you are staring intently at the screen as you read this, a little awed by the fact that you have it, with the possibility of a smile stirring on your face. Even if you're in trouble. Maybe I've convinced you of something. Maybe I helped? I hope I did. At the same time, though, I know you are every bit (if not more) worthy of giving advice. When I imagine you, I see a woman who is more experienced, braver, more loving, more joyful, more calm, more secure...or at the very least, someone with the potential to be all those things and more. I hope your birthday and life exceed expectations- let's get an Outstanding on this one, eh? :P May the forces of evil be lost on the way to your doorstep, And may you love and be loved, -Past-Present Me