Unpacking
I’ve been unpacking lately. The kind of unpacking one does after a move, and the kind of unpacking you do in the middle of life. The kind of unpacking that evaluates what fits, what doesn’t, what to hold on to, where to put it, whether it’s still needed. We do this all the time, don’t […]
Even If I Have To Carry You
Dear Me, Lovely girl, hold your head up and let the world see you. You are a light in this world. In fact, even in the darkest of woods, you reflect resplendent love, peace, warmth, and compassion. I know you’ve faced some difficult feelings lately—those old wounds you thought had healed, threatening to reopen. So […]
The Attic: Part 1
Dear Me, I have loved getting to know you for the last nearly half a century. We’ve been through so much. I was looking back at old photos the other day, this time as witness, not participant, when I came across this one of your baby girl, just four years old with her kitten, Lovely. […]
Where I’m Really Starting
Dear Me, You’ll never be smart enough, thin enough, curvy enough, confident enough, successful enough, beautiful enough, or talented enough. Your breasts will either be too large or too small. You’ll be too confident or too shy; too experienced or inexperienced; too loud; a know-it-all or not worldly enough; annoying; needy; too independent. Face it. […]
Very First Letter
Dear Me, Since this is the first letter I’ve ever written to you, I feel a bit of pressure. See, I want it to be perfect. As a result, I’ve started over, delayed, and even abandoned the idea for weeks now. Funny thing, isn’t it—how striving for perfection holds us back, sometimes completely distracting us […]