I don’t know about you, but when I was younger, nothing infuriated me more than hearing, “You’ll understand when you’re older.” Who did they think they were? They didn’t know me. But oh, how my perspective has changed. Now, I’m older. Now, I understand what they meant. And all I am left to wonder is, what would my future self say to me now?
Slow down. Dance more. Play your piano. Surround yourself with the ones you feel your most authentic self with and let go of those you don’t. Pray child, pray. Find God. He exists, even if you don’t understand it yet- keep searching for Him. He’s real.
Give more. Give, give, give. Give your money, your time, your prayers to those who need it. You will Never. Regret. That.
Express your gratitude profusely. Say it out loud. Shout it from the rooftops because it can all change in the blink of an eye.
Accept responsibility. If you don’t like it, don’t whine about it, just change it.
Travel, even when it is uncomfortable and unfamiliar because you never know what you will find along the journey.
And write. Write so you remember and so you can look back at your naive self, smirk and think- She thought she had it all figured out when truly, she still had so much left to learn.