I am not sure how to begin this letter. I feel as if I am writing
to a complete stranger, so far away, I'm not sure I know what to say.
I
don't know who you are or what your life is like, but I hope you are
well. I had big plans for you, and I do not necessarily
hope you lived up to them, so much as I hope that you are happy. I hope
you are loved.
I look to you, Future Self, in times of desperation and
pain, and it makes me wonder if you ever think of me. I am not asking
for nostalgia or warmth, just acknowledgement.
I only want you to know that you are not alone in whatever world you
may be living in. I just want you to know I have faith in you.
I am not
trying to meet expectations, but I do wonder what you may be wanting to
hear as you read this letter. I hope I am not
letting you down.
And along with everything else said, I hope you are
proud of me. Not to be rude or bitter, but after everything I have done
for and given you, I think I deserve something in return. I only ask you
not to be ashamed of me, I only ask for a
bit of forgiveness.
Love,
Anna for The Poplar Grove Muse
(Guest Blogger and Young Woman Writing For Change)
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