I've been reading this book that my friend Lisa sent me titled, "What I Know Now - Letters to my Younger Self."
This book is amazing, insightful, inspirational - all that good stuff.
It really gets you thinking about where you've come from, what you've been through, and where you're going. I'm only 28 years old, and hopefully I have a long way to go, but obviously it's made me think about the letter that I would write to my younger self.
Looking back, I have to say that I would tell my 17-year-old high school self to:
a) Stop worrying so much about what other people think. Be yourself - act goofy, be silly, shake your booty on the dance floor, girl. People may judge you, but at least you'll have fun while they're doing it.
b) Branch out. Softball is not all there is. Neither is volleyball. It's not going to be your career. It's not going to pay your way through college. It's not the end of the world if you have a bad game. Stop being so hard on yourself.
c) Let's face it - you've got bad hair, crazy bangs, thick eyebrows and braces. It's a transitional period, and it will get better. Hang in there!! But also, pluck those 'brows, Co. Seriously.
d) Stop being so mean to your parents and brother. They really do have your best interest at heart, and they're going to be there for you time and time again when you need them. Cherish those relationships.
e) You can't control things. So relax and let life play out the way it will. The best is yet to come!!
Hmmm...I wonder what my letter to my 28-year-old self will look like ten years from now...
