Dear Younger Self,
Some days when I think back to who I am now and who I used to be, a wave washes over me.
I can’t help but want to hug the girl I once was and tell her over and over again it is going to be just fine.
I want to whisper in my ear all of the thoughts holding me down would one day disappear.
And I want to always recall how I felt on that first night of my honeymoon as the humid air surrounded me.
I want to always remember the feeling of being free.
I was free from the thought that I didn’t deserve more.
I stopped moving and I stopped busying myself.
I stopped humming within my own brain, a soft tune, and I stopped babbling on and on.
And as I stood there, I could feel my heart beat and my throat tighten as tears welled in my eyes.
Because for a few years, I stopped living.
But in this moment, as the air cascaded my cheeks, life began again.
I knew there was more to life than believing in the naysayers.
I knew life was filled up with opportunities and dreams which were echoing within the internal depths of my being.
I knew I had to change and fulfill my own hopes and dreams to one day be a role model for my own children.
I knew all along my voice mattered and my words mattered.
I knew all along I was placed here to inspire and encourage, to teach and to model.
I knew all along, I had to be more. I knew I was more.
I knew, miles away from home, this day was a new chance on life.
So as I meandered along, gazing out at the sun meeting the horizon, I too met myself.
I knew I would not waver.
And more importantly, I knew, a blustery gust of wind would carry me home to the new woman I was becoming.