I’ve completed another goal on my list: Goal #8: Write a letter to myself to open in 10 years’ time.
In 2024 (Lord willing I’m still around) I hope to open that letter and dissolve the pearls of my youthly wisdom in the vinegar of my aged experience…
It was actually rather enjoyable writing to my future self. Of course I had to assume that many of the basic facts of my life would be the same then as now: marriage, health, home etc. I don’t see how this could work any other way.
The verb tenses were kinda funny too. But once I settled down to the task, I found myself feeling by turns motivated and melancholic. On the one hand I can hardly wait to see what I will have achieved by the end of the decade, but on the other hand I can’t imagine the people I love having aged a decade.
Strange how sometimes life can seem both short and long all at once.
Have you ever written a letter to yourself? Or would you ever write one? It’s an experiment I can recommend 🙂