If you could travel back in time, what would you tell your younger self?
I would wrap the younger me up in a cuddle so tight that she could barely breathe and whisper in her ear that in the future she will have the most wonderful, the most spirited little angel in the world to play with.
I would tell her that she would finally understand what it is to feel loved unconditionally, and that pure, unadulterated joy awaited her.
I would tell her that she would be okay, that she had such strength, and that her strength would see her survive every second of turmoil she would encounter.
I would tell her, despite what the news says every day, that the world of her future is much brighter than her past. I would tell her that she really won't hurt as much then as she does now.
I would tell her that her hope for the future, her never-ending optimism was not a worthless enterprise.
What would you tell your younger self?