A Letter to Myself...and all those who are trying to sort their lives.

The Blog Hop Prompt this week is a Letter to Your Younger Self.  What would you go back and say?


Nothing is wasted. 

I know that so many of us roar through life looking, searching for the grand moment.  We all search for the moment where everything clicks together and makes sense.  We all want to know that the struggles were not for nothing.  For as hard as we fight, we want it to Mean Something.

I know that that Moment is hard to sort.  I know that sometimes it comes to us early in life, in a vision or life plan.  Sometimes we stumble and get a flash of it.  Sometimes we are forced to wait and look back to see how it all fits together.

Education, therapies, struggles, our own disabilities. 

I just want to take this moment to say:  Everything eventually gets used.  For you, for your kids, for friends and your friends' kids.  You can smooth other people's paths.  You will get to see the entire spectrum of life. 

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Like a prism of light, when you are forced to slow down and break everything in life down to manageable bites for yourself, for Elise, you can see each individual color and the magnificence and beauty of all the bits.  Even the bits will become more amazing and more beautiful.  The weight of what rests on the simple building blocks will make them more treasured.  More magnificent.

The hours "wasted" on other paths, on schooling, on volunteer hours, on experiences on the emotional blood, sweat, and tears...they will be accessed for other reasons.  You will have a library of experience and understanding to withdraw from.

You will be able to see the progression of your own life and understand the progression of what has happened and what needs to change for yourself, in order to come along side to support others, in order to gird your loins to join the battle of change. 

You, and your socially inept and painfully awkward self will have been forced to understand, to breakdown interactions.  You will learn how to propose change in the most effective manner.  Because you came in too hot and argumentative, and you watched people bow up.  Because you yourself felt crushed under forced/regulated change, you will understand how to suggest change gently but word it persuadingly.  You will come to know how important the manner of communication is.  Which is funny, because that's always been the biggest struggle.  But having to break down the nuances of communication and people's receptive communication has made you hyper aware of how to say things....and that no longer makes you weak, it makes you powerful. 

 You have fought in big battles before, and you are brave enough.  Your voice matters, and it needs to be said.