I recently went through a scare I never thought that I would. I was told that I was possible positive for COVID via text. It wasn’t the message I was expecting from my good friend, who I had visited the other day to watch movies with. My mind went blank. I was doing everything right since the COVID outbreak. I wore face masks and washed my hands. I constantly carried disinfecting solutions. I was safe. Or so I thought.
Being a writer can be intimidating especially if you are trying to figure it out. Even as a blogger, I have to studied the art of writing. An art I thought I would never have to study. I have read several guides to writing and each write about the do’s and don’ts. They offer harrowing tails of rejection letters and finding agents. Which is good information but not what I am looking for in encouragement. However, my most recent read has become the guide I never knew I needed.
Dear Younger Me,
In a few years, life will hit you hard. Growing up is a pain in the butt, but a necessary evil. You will learn so much and experience so much. Amazing people will come and go. You will discover so many exciting places too. However, there are a few things I wish for you to know to hopefully make the efforts of growing up a little easier.
This father’s day I have decide to publicly write a letter to my dad, the man who raised me and helped me grow into the woman that I am. To my dearest father,
Thank you for loving me over the years and raising me to be who I am. You raised me to be strong and proud! You taught me how to throw a ball even though I have zero athletic ability. You made sure I knew what was right from wrong. You taught me what love should look like and to never accept anything less from anyone. You drove me to every practice and game I signed up for even though you were busy with work. You taught me to drive even though I was terrified. (Sorry about giving you grey hair from it!) I have realized I have a lot to be thankful to you for over the years!
This mother’s day I have decide to publicly write a letter to my mom, the woman who raised me and helped me grow into the woman that I am.