Dear Ten-Year-Old Self,
Today’s a big day for us. One of our dreams came true. How do I know? Aside from well, being you, mom found our old diary a couple of months ago.
You’ll be happy to discover God did not give you your first wish of becoming a boy (I liked the reasoning but not the choice). No, you are still very much a female, who somehow managed to become a writer. And today your first book released (despite starting sentences with ‘and’ and misusing punctuation all the time. Turns out they pay other people to fix that sort of thing.) You are just starting out and hoping you get to write many more, each better than the last.
My first instinct was to end this letter with a bit about calming down. You sound like a huge dork in that entry..which we are. In thinking on it, I decided you and I should just stay the way we are. Stay passionate. Stay vocal. Stay open to changing courses. Keep telling the truth, even when it’s embarrassing. We need to learn to listen better. We could also cook more at home more, spend less money, and take better care of this blog. All in all, you’ll be happy to know we’re doing pretty great. No need to keep editing your own diary. Go easier on yourself.
I hope I’ve made you proud,
Cindy from the Future
PS One day, Mark is going to have a little baby girl who gives him a run for his money:) Justice has been served. It’s awesome.
Also, I know you won’t listen, but if you could avoid the baggy pants phase and raisin lipstick, that’d be great.