You are a giver.
You have a fierce passionate to love and be loved. If you could hold up a bandage to stop the bleeding of the world, you would.
You’ve got your grandmother’s heart. She’d be so proud.
Hug her a little bit tighter. Cherish those days standing at the sink on her stool drying as she hands you clean dishes, bubbles blowing by and the scent of Palmolive filling your nose.
Before your 16th birthday, she’ll be gone.
You have your mother’s sass. Your father’s quirkiness. Embrace both.
Allow those things that make you unique to make you into the ‘you’est version of you.
I know your brother gets on your nerves sometimes, but he’ll love you through some really tough times. He’ll always have your back.
Before you turn 18, your mom is going to get sick, really sick. You won’t see it coming. But this won’t break you. You will rise, my sweet girl, rise to the occasion.
At 20, you will get your heart broken by a guy, and it will feel like you’ll never recover. But your mother will sit with you in it. Through the tears, you will see a glimmer of who she used to be.
A few months after your 25th birthday, you will move to California and pursue those writing dreams. It’s going to be hard. There will be some really low lows, but the highs and the sweet moments will make it all worth it.
Friends will come and go- some you never would have imagined. In the moment, your heart will feel like it can’t love again, but hold them with open hands. Learn to love without expectation. You’ll set boundaries, and find your voice. New friendships are around the corner. You will love again.
I want you to know it’s okay to be hurt and sad. I say this because I know you, and you will try to wear a brave face.
It’s okay to feel pain. Don’t run away from hard feelings. Give yourself space to breathe. You don’t have to save the world.
Today, just save yourself.
With love and so much hope,
Your older self