Letter to My (Older) Self

Dear older Alejandra:

Time has flown, hasn’t it? Ten years have passed, and I really, really hope that, above all, you are happy. I hope that, by this time, you have found whatever makes you truly and utterly happy. You are still young and, if you have found it, then you have plenty of time to enjoy it. Life is too short and, at this point, it is forbidden to waste it. Be happy in every single way possible.

I am curious to know how things have unfold because I am writing to you from a time when there is a lot of uncertainty. I hope by the time you read this letter, you have overcome fear. That fear that sometimes was always present. I hope that by 2027 you are looking back to July 1st, 2017 and think something like, “Man how scared I was, but it ended up working out, and it was totally worth it. Who could have imagined what was about to happen!”

Are you still writing? If the answer is yes, then that means we were not too bad, and we actually got somewhere with it. I hope that whatever you are working on, it involves this art. We always loved books and stories, so please, please tell me that we did not lose that love and that we are still learning new tricks.

Speaking of work, by this time you should not be looking for a job. Jobs should be looking for you. I want you to remember this summer of 2017 and think about those companies that got rid of you because you were not worth enough to keep. I want to confirm that, during these ten years that have gone by, you have proven everybody wrong, even ourselves.

Now, going to more important things: Are you loving yourself properly? I hope that the answer is a big, giant “Yes.” And if the answer is “More less” or “Maybe,” then I do not know what to tell you. Probably I would want to slap you, but I know how stubborn and adamant we could be. Guess we will always be rams, won’t we?

Finally, I hope these ten years have been wonderful and that you have lived them with the people you love the most. I hope you have enjoyed the process that has taken you where you are. And if that is not the case, it is never late. Be brave and go for it. We can do it. We can totally still do it.

Love,

Me

Letter to My (Older) Self

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