This was hard. Very, very hard. But I got it done.
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I'm supposed to write to my future self. Advice, that is. But it's not as easy as you may think. What I could say would only be things that I already know: Breathe. Don't take life too seriously. Remove yourself from toxic situations because life's just too short to deal with idiots the way I must when at work. Don't let the "what if's" get you down when you've lost the chance, because they'll only serve to knock you off track and stop living.
I can only think of Mom. I loved her so much, but watching her age just tore me apart. The reason was because she just stopped living the life she always knew. Instead of going out and being proactive, she waited for it to come to her. The more she waited and things didn't go as she planned, the more she turned into herself and wanted to be in Heaven with Jesus. We kept on reminding her that God had a purpose for her life, and that it wasn't yet her time to be with Him. But it just didn't matter to her. It was so hard to watch this strong, vibrant, happy woman turn into someone we didn't know. The more we tried to bring her out, the more she withdrew, saying she just couldn't do it anymore, that we just didn't understand. And one day it happened. Her heart stopped beating and she slipped away to Heaven, quietly, in her sleep.
As much as I loved Mom, I don't want to be like that. I don't want to stop living life, longing for another one. So I'd say to my future self to grab life by the horns, live with gusto, love Jesus and don't take yourself so seriously. Learn new things. Be adventurous. Never stop moving forward. And take time to breathe, to enjoy to the fullest the day that you are in, do not be afraid, and to continually seek God, for that is what he desires of us.
