A letter to my twenty five year old self
Dear me at twenty five,
You don't know this yet, but you will lose him. He will not ever come back.You will cry and weep. Everyone will tell you that life goes on. No one will tell you how hard it is and no one will understand. Worst of all, nobody will tell you that you will never move on and you will still break down when you see his picture and recall the happy memories. But you will learn to channelise the pain. You will learn to write and write.
And nobody will tell you that you will become a published author of two national best-sellers. And if they did, you'd probably think they were high on weed for saying so.
You will indeed have two lovely children. Yes, TWO--a boy and a girl. You will give up your corporate career happily and willingly. Nothing will make you want to entrust your precious babies to another's care even for even a few hours. You will stay at home and look after your children. Bathing your babies and caring for them and reading to them will be the happiest moments of your life. You will find so much joy and contentment in it.
But if someone tells you this is how it will turn out to be, you will not believe them for even a moment.
You will lose your best friends.Even the ones you thought would never leave. You will grapple for years and search for meaning. You will examine your actions a hundred million times. It will happen again and again.Finally you will realise that you have only behaved with utmost respect and you have only been the most sincere friend. You have done everything you could. You will realise that the ones who walk away truly do not deserve your love. You will realise that time changes every single thing. You will also realise that some amazing people will enter your life, simply because you will eventually let go.
You will finally realise that the only thing that matters in the long run is spending time with your loved ones and telling them that you love them a lot. You will also realise that laughing a lot, exercising, eating healthy,being kind to others as well as yourself and cherishing each and every day will indeed pay off.
So just let go. It will not matter really fifteen years from now.
Lots and lots of love
Your Older self (at 39)