Dear Girl In My Future,
I really hope you're not staring down that same gun barrel, wondering why nothing much has changed for yourself.
Do you miss the girl you once were? You do, don't you? You used to be that girl who skipped down the halls a bit too carefree for the likes of the normal people. You sang in languages no one knew and danced to songs you probably shouldn't have, but hey: life was good.
I wish I could know for sure what life is like for you now, but since I cant, let's make a checklist, shall we?
1. Are you following a dream? Your dream job, your dream family, any dream at all? No? Come back when you are.
2. I see you've picked the letter back up. How's the husband doing? What, no husband? Put this down and get back to me when you're ready.
3. How many kids do you have, if any? You'd better have at least 2 boys by now, Jehoshaphat and Yehoshua? Remember them? If not, put this letter down until you do. Get to making them babies girl, it's what you've always wanted most.
4. This letter's made it back in your hands once more, so I only have this question left: are you happy? I really hope that whatever choices you've made up to this point in your life have lead you down the path that makes you smile.
So how's that checklist looking now? I'm proud that you've made it this far. Don't be proud of yourself though. I'm easy to please, but you shouldn't be anymore. That easygoing nature is what got you into so much trouble, so I hope you're less accepting. I hope you've become everything I'm not, and yet, so much more.
What's your husband like? I hope he makes you smile and laugh every day and makes you angry just as often. He'd better be everything you've never had and everything you'd always wanted. If he's not, I'll pray for you, and hope you stick around. He'd better not be anything like the boy who stole your heart and soul for two years. You know the one. But, I do hope he's your best friend.
Has the moped become a Ferrari? No mechanics poking under the hood just for kicks? If you still remember this reference, stop it. Forget this part of who you once were. I know it's hard to do, but if you think too much about the her that you were, then these lime green walls may just close in on you. The past can be such a burden and I'm really just trying to protect you.
Well that's it. That's all I've got to say to you. What more did you expect? I'm just that kid that you once were. You've grown (I hope). Make your own decisions and remember, I'm just a fallback. You really should become your very own you. It's best for both of us.
With Loving Concern and Recognition,
That Girl In Your Estranged Past