April Love -- Day Eight

Dear Younger Me,
I look back and how I wish I could have protected you. Or at least warned you. I remember the celebrations and the losses. But never knowing the biggest loss would come in your mid 40s. Thinking back of who you were, I wish you were more confident. Had a better self image. Followed your passions. Believed in you. I do give you credit for staying true to who you were. Never conforming. Standing up for what you thought was right. These characteristics would remain with you through the years. Staying passionate. Staying as strong as you could be. I look forward to seeing who we will become in the upcoming years. Hoping for wiser and stronger days. Love you! Love, Me

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