I'm sure you've been waiting...

Dear Me-that-I-am-not-yet, As I prepare to embark on our 25th year of life, I must reflect upon where I’ve been. I’ve done some amazing things. I’ve changed my sex, my name, my state, my thought process… and I couldn’t have imagined then who I would be today. I urge you to look back upon us, bring us with you. We’ve not been perfect. We’ve not gotten along. We have certainly not made the best of choices. But we’ve done great things… and you are destined to do great things, my dear. Perhaps you are in a dark place when you read this… perhaps someone like K has broken your heart again, and you are no further that I am as I write this. But then again, perhaps you’ll have had your surgery, you’ll have a whole body, a kind yet savage lover the one we’ve dreamt about. You’ll have a goal, and a dream that has not been realized from where I sit tonight. No matter what the world may bring, remember that it too will pass. I love you, Me.