DEAR YOUNGER ME

Dear younger me,

I almost cry when I see the innocence in your eyes. All the life in that little vesel. I can see the curiosuity in your eyes of what life has to offer. I still remember when you took that picture. This is a little too much information, but you had just taken a mean shadooby (#2) and you just needed to sit down for a second and daddy came in and surprised you and snapped that picture. You was on the brown couch with this huge 1980s wicker fans hanging on the wall, and that awful red carpet. It was a Sunday. You’re favorite dog out of all the ones you’ll ever have, T.C., was still alive and you were playing with him before you were rudely interrupted by your bowels. I wish I was there with you right now to, so that I could stop the molestation that you thought was normal. Yeah, I have to expose the secret that you told your cousin you’d never tell. I’m sorry. It’s for the best now, because that secret has brought all kind drama in your life. It’s okay though. I’m going to straighten it out for you with God’s help. I’m glad after more than thirty years I’ve never forgotten you. I’ve somehow kept you guarded. I’ve held on to you, and I’ve taken the beating from life but I protected the love you have. I don’t know where it comes from, but you don’t have the ability to hate. I thank you for that because you passed that along to me. Such a pure heart. Oh yea, you remember that friend you made in the backseat of that grey Oldmobile your parents drove? That friend named Jesus? Well, turns out he’s the best friend you could have ever made. He’s been by your side all these years. It amazes me that at such a young age you secured such a profound relationship. You’ve always trusted in Him. You’ve lived a blessed life. So much that you actually wanted to experience some perils. You actually asked for the perils just to see how good of a friend Jesus was, is and will be. Well, I’ll tell you one thing he has proved himself. In fact, He’s the one who has guarded your heart. I think he’s the reason you’ll never know what it is to truly hate because you have this uncanny ability to love everyone from the depth of your soul. I’ll tell you it hurts sometimes to love so hard, because the world is full of hateful, mean people. Sorry, I messed up and tried to teach you how to numb the sadness and only made things worse. But Jesus. Well, if i had to do it all again I wouldn’t change a thing. I hope you’re proud of me. I’ve remembered you all of these years and you still live in me. I am you are me. Love you buddy.

Love,

Older You