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Blogtober 2014, Day 8: Letter to myself in 10 years

A few months ago, I wrote a letter to 17 year old me, which can be found here. What prompted the letter I wrote, was the song Brad Paisley sings called "Letter to me", all about what present him would tell past him. It's a great song, very catchy and heart warming. Ultimately, the song inspired me to reflect and remind myself that all over blonde is not my best look, and to stay laughing about life.

Today's Blogtober topic encourages a letter of a similar nature, but with projections for my future self. So here goes...

Dear 39 year old Megan,
Don't jump! It's only 40!! Kidding. Hopefully you still have your appreciation for aging and remember that getting older is a privilege denied to far too many.

So future self, I hope this letter finds you well, loved, and appreciative. And my God, still brunette. I hope you've sold your second or third book, or we're at least in the final stages of revision. I hope this blog space is full of even more stories and reflective of trials and successes equally.

I hope you have run a half marathon without needing resuscitation, and own a few pairs of Manolos for your well deserving feet. And maybe some vintage Chanel, straight from the Vogue closet, that you were privileged to acquire from a tour through the offices, after publishing your first amazing book. Because in your fantasy world, older, delusional Meggie, that's what happens. God love ya!

I hope you're gracious, kind, and still funny. Don't EVER stop laughing! Red faced, can't breathe and all. If there is one thing 29 year old you has come to realize, it's that life truly gets funnier with age, experience, and dare I say: wisdom.

Keep trying for what you want and always fight for what grants you happiness. I hope you still enjoy meditation and shopping; binge watching tv shows with Hunter Bear; and brunch with your same girlfriends. Wear sunscreen and moisturizer like it's gold because it is, and remain in touch with your cousins. All of them.

Never stop meowing, accessorizing, or loving Dirty Dancing and Criminal Minds just the same.

And long life the PepperRoni sisters!

Until we meet again, in approximately ten years,
M

Helene in Between Blogtober

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