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An open letter to myself in 10 years

  Dear Megan,
  I'm writing you to reflect on our life.  Together.  I mean we are the same person, but I'm sure 30 year old me differs from the 20 year old me that is writing this at this very moment.  It's crazy huh? How time flies.... how life changes in just the blink of an eye.

  I want to start this out by saying, whoever you are now... I AM PROUD OF YOU!  I'm sure the past 10 years have been full of ups and downs, but you made it through! We made it through.  I'm sure whatever you have made of your self, of your life... is wonderful.   But either way, I want to let you know my hopes and dreams for you at 30 years old.  Here it goes:

    I hope you are living life to the fullest, and living in the moment making memories with those you love the most.  I hope you are still happily married, and keeping things spicey and fun.  I hope you finally got to become a mom.  I know thats one of our  biggest dreams,  and I'm praying god blessed us with a healthy happy baby.  Or 4?  I hope you are rocking mother hood!  I hope you are a nurse, helping people like you have always dreamt of doing.  I know you'll make a great nurse someday.   I hope you are debt free,  have a cozy home, and the life you've always dreamed of.  I hope you have followed your dreams of traveling once a year.  I hope you are HAPPY. Happiness is what i hope for you the most.

  I pray you stand strong when times get tough, and never let sadness or bitterness take over your kind and happy heart.  I pray you always forgive,  but don't forget.  I pray you are using your kindness to your advantage and making people smile with your actions and your words.  I pray you always do the right thing, because that's just who you are.  I pray you always stay young at heart, but grow wiser with time,  and never stop learning things about yourself.

 

I don't what the future holds but i know who holds the future.  We've got this 💜

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