A letter from Jan 20th, 2022

Dear FutureMe, Wow. Words cannot explain how proud I feel that on this day, freshman year will be over. Where I am on this date is my motivation to hike the other half distance. I’d feel the sun on my skin, hear the birds/bugs, take in the greenery, swim in the pool… If the humidity and heat feels overbearing, just remember that less than five months ago I was wishing the skin on my hands would be soft again, or even to spend a few minutes in the sun… In January, it’s my life’s dream. Any temperature works, I dream of feeling the sun anyway. I dream of the mountains, to live there, to feel free, to sing and dance all I want. In June, I have faith in myself that all worked out. I want to take time in June to cherish the softness of my hands and savor lemonade. Spend time with Nonna, Tina, Tristan, and the baby cats. Sing with Dad, or tell bad puns to Mom. In sophomore, junior, senior year and beyond I deserve to feel happy. Happier than as a freshman. I have faith, and I believe in myself. With love, January Marie