Hindsight is 20/20
I can think of a few things I would say to a younger version of myself.
I would tell this girl, I am so proud of you. You have so many choices in life!
I would tell this girl, You don’t have to always say yes to boys. You are beautiful and valuable beyond your looks.
I would tell this girl Someday your father will tell you how proud he is of you and that he loves you. You two will have a wonderful relationship, eventually.
I would tell this girl When your coach leaves Cal Poly you should stay there and not follow him to the University of Arizona.
I would tell this girl Leave that hat at home and don’t date the professional ball player.
If she didn’t listen (which she probably wouldn’t have) I would tell her you will eventually get your self-esteem back, but it will take a while.
I would tell this girl Spend as much time with your mom as you can. And when she dies, make sure you are the one to wash her body, don’t be shy.
And I would tell this girl You are on the right track. Keep writing, don’t stop, don’t give up, don’t follow any other shiny path. Just. Keep. Writing. #10yearsago
On The Other Hand…
So much of what I have done, not done, avoided or run straight into has made me who I am today, and I don’t think I would really want to change a single bit of that.
Sure, there were painful lessons along the way – many, many of them. But take one single thread and pull on it and the whole tapestry of my life, my being, what makes me me, is changed completely.
I would have told myself how proud I was of her more often. And that she was smarter and stronger then she imagined. And to keep writing.
Aww, what the hell, I can tell her that now!