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A Letter from My 80 Year Old Self

Because she gives really great pep talks.

By Robyn NeilsenPublished 2 years ago 1 min read
A Letter from My 80 Year Old Self
Photo by Annie Spratt on Unsplash

I know today was hard.

The sun belonged to everyone else. And today the rain was for you.

But your day will come, my dear, when the sun will shine through your window and welcome you back outside.

When the yes will be yours.

For now you own grit and tenacity. For now you will weather the storm of rejection.

This will not break you. Only your heart. But hearts mend.

Don't fight the swell of emotion. Let it overtake you for the moment.

Let the tears flow like oceans. Let the sadness wring out of your soul. But then, my love, you must keep going.

Do not make this house your home.

There's enough bodies in the graveyard of dreams. Some abandoned with hearts still beating begging to be saved.

But there's fight and love within you to keep yours alive and walking amongst the living. Keep breathing deep into its lungs.

Listen to it whisper, "Onward."

Today was hard, my love. But hold tight.

Tomorrow the yes you were looking for might find you. Wouldn't it be a shame to miss her when she beckons you outside?


About the Creator

Robyn Neilsen

I am an educational content writer, cat lover, and Ina Garten enthusiast. My creative non fiction essays have been published on Thought Catalog and Mogul. I am also a novelist and flash fiction writer.

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