I have in my possession a box. This box holds what few memories I chose to keep while growing up. It has traveled with me for years and I’ve gone a decade without actually opening.
So, I pulled out “The Box” to dig around for writing ideas for one of my classes. It was as I pulled each scrap of dot matrix printed paper out, each unicorn adorned notebook and each faded ink scribble that I found the letter.
OH MY GOD.
It’s the letter I wrote to myself in 1988 with the envelope informing me, “Open April 19, 1998.”
I thought this letter had been lost years ago! I had thought about it often and always wondered what happened to it.
All I can say is that it was meant to be found NOW and not back in 1998.
I opened it up and read it outloud to Charles.
Let me tell you, it was very sad, the things I had to say to my future self.
But what is really cool is how everything I wished for my future self in 1998 (when it comes to love, at least) has totally come true; but in 2014 instead.
The line that struck me the most, “Sometimes I get so lonely that I want to sleep with somone just to have a warm body near.Beause I know that, even in that short time, someone wants me for something.”
I was 17 when I wrote that letter, living in my car, and trying to graduate High School. I didn’t date. I wasn’t popular. I was pretty much the person you never actually noticed. (Like a Gray Man in Robert Jordan’s Wheel of Time series!)
Talk about taking a walk down memory lane.