Dear Past Me,
It gets better.
But it also gets worse.
That’s the nature of this life.
I won’t tell you that all your dreams will come true.
I won’t tell you that all your paths are gilded.
But know this:
You get stronger,
You get smarter,
You become someone others admire.
You become someone with not only skill, but heart.
That’s the funny thing, I guess.
That we, in all our imperfections, are a light.
An imperfect one, but one nevertheless...
Till next time,