This past weekend, I had the pleasure of attending a event at my college as an alumni. It was a sketch/music/performance of the Greek houses on campus and a bottomless mimosa brunch. Couldn't pass up on those mimosas. Not to mention, I also got to watch funny skits featuring shirtless buff frat boys all in the sake of "charity."
While I was walking around the campus, I saw little ghosts of my former self walking to class, crying about some test, studying in the library, sitting in the sunshine on the grass and I just wish I had known then what I know now.
I wish I had known what I was capable of. I wish I had known that I CAN be a storyteller and a poet and writing is something that I do and love. I wish I had known myself, my heart, my desires. I wish I had known that I could ask for those things and I was the only person really telling myself no.
I wish I had known what true love was. I wish I had known how to love myself, although that is still a work in progress. I wish I had not taken my youth, my naivety or myself for granted. I wish I had looked around at the beautiful and smart people around me and had been more kind.
Yet, I am grateful. I am grateful that I look back at those times and see how far I have come, how much I have accomplished. I am grateful for nostalgia.
If you could write a letter to your former self, what would you say?