if you could tell your younger self anything, what would it be?
me? i’d tell younger me to start wearing heels because she’s not getting any taller.
i’d tell her to pay more attention in math class. she will need to know how to add and subtract in real life.
i’d tell her that she actually likes brownies baked from a box better than from scratch. (sorry mom, i’m sticking with betty crocker.)
i’d tell her to learn to read a map. and i’d tell her it’s okay to get lost because she does (and always will), but it’s those detours where her character is built. and i’d tell her she should always go in the direction opposite of what she thinks she should do. it’s the only way she’ll ever get to her end destination.
i’d tell her she wins an olympic gold medal (and see what sport she focuses on) because maybe that dream could still be cultivated.
i’d tell her to keep up the thank you notes because there’s nothing quite as lovely as receiving a handwritten note.
i’d tell her to ease up on the worrying and self doubting.
i’d tell her to take her parents’ advice more often. they actually do know what they’re talking about.
i’d tell her that when things go wrong, THAT’S when you learn.
but i’d only say those things in the barest of whispers because the information really sticks when she learns it for herself.