Dear Twenty Year Old Me,
Little do you know, this birthday will be your last birthday of singleness for your entire life. I know you have struggled with finding love for a long while. On Valentine’s Day, you and Kelly shared a booth with a boy and his date, though the night didn’t stick out to you, that boy will turn out to be the love of your life. Enjoy these fun, dating times because before you know it, you’ll be married, have kids, and babysitters don’t come cheap.
Soak up these college years. In the blink of an eye, you’ll have a job, a mortgage, a car payment. Don’t fret about classes. Stay up that hour later and chat with the girls. Go out on the weekends. Relax. Your grades are great. Drop the math endorsement. All you’re doing is slaving away at extra math and computer classes when you could be taking classes you really enjoy. Take an art class. Go to Brazil this May term. You will regret it later if you don’t. Yes, it’s extra loans, but you never know when you’ll get out of the US again.
That Facebook thing – it seems quirky, but give it a whirl. It will help you stay connected to all of these friends after you go your separate ways in a few years. The photos you hold on here will contain memories you will frequently look back upon and remember the simplicity of college life.
Eat the cafeteria food. Have that extra s’mores bar. Use the ellipticals on campus to burn off the calories. Soon you’ll have to cook your own food and you won’t have money to join a gym. Now you have both. Live. It. Up.
Now, I make adult life seem like a drag, but it’s not at all. You will face many struggles and decisions. Change jobs a few times. Shed some tears. Face rejection.
But. It’s all going to be worth it. You’re going to finally find the job you love. Hobbies that are an outlet. Have beautiful babies. Summers with Russ. You’ll make a cozy home. You’ll settle into small town life in the suburbs. You will find friends who get you – women you can walk through the ups and downs of life and motherhood with. A church you can call a home.
Believe me. In just ten years, your life will be amazing. Your journey will have many stories. You’ll be amazed at how far you’ve come. You won’t even know what the next ten will bring.
Enjoy the ride.
Your (almost) Thirty-Year-Old-Self
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Jaclyn @ Love And Bellinis says
I love this! I really need to write a letter to my younger self, I feel like it would be almost therapeutic!
Becky G says
Thanks! It was good to write. Sometimes I wish I could dive back there and enjoy my early 20s again. I didn’t know how good I had it!
Beth Graves says
I loved how you wrote this article!