Wednesday, August 27, 2008

A letter to myself at age14

I was blog hopping last night and found a couple of posts where the ladies had written a letter to themselves at the age of 13, I have chosen 14 as this is when my life till now starts to make sense.
It is very strange reading it back again. Well here goes.......

A Letter to myself at 14

Dear Debra.

Don’t worry that your mother calls you Debra, and you hate it, you will actually love that name when you are 50. Debbie is such a ditzy blonde name anyways. (Apologies to the ditzy blonde Debbie’s out there) lol

And your best girlfriend even though her mother said your friend ship wouldn’t last will be your bridesmaid twice, yes twice, but that is for later in the letter.

I wish I could say that you will become that art teacher you so desperately want to be, but that infernal mother had other ideas for you, you will instead float from one job to another never really finding your niche, even at 50 you are still floating, but it was a great journey all the same, you have been many places and made many great friends along the way. Though you won’t stay in touch with most of them, until one day when you can travel the world and meet people without leaving your desk, one day you will understand, all I can say is keep up those typing lessons you so hate, they will be invaluable to you when you are 40 onwards, you will understand why soon enough. Oh and get plenty of outdoors now as soon you will seem to never leave the house, but will have been all over the world in an hour.

Make the most of your time at school, I know you already love school, and those art classes, and if I were to tell you that the boy you are in love with, yes I know you are in love with him at 14, the one who doesn’t seem to notice you, well let me tell you he noticed. Oh he is noticing, if he wasn’t a shy gangly 16 year old male he would do something about it. You know how you tingle every time you brush up against him in class line up, or in the corridor, well I can tell you that feeling will never go away. Not even at 50.
Even though you will marry some one else and have a wonderful son, and have a very privileged life for 20 years, you will never forget that boy in school, your first love.

Let me tell you a little secret, don’t forget him, if I were to tell you, you are going to marry him, one day (When you are 35 to be exact), would you believe me.
And that texta case you have written your married names on and hidden in the garage, remember, you will find it 30 years later, when you are married to that boy. Don’t listen to people who say young love is nothing, you know in your heart he is the right one, and yes you were right even at the tender age of 14 you knew.

You will not have a mansion to live in, but your home will be filled with love, mess and things for your creativity just like it is now, you will always paint and sew and will still have lots of pets, you will have ups and downs and seem like life is not worth living at times, but believe me it is.
You will still be trying to hatch a new scheme to make money, but never quite get there, but you will have fun trying.
Stop fighting with mother, let me tell you it doesn’t get any better, just accept the age gap, and yes it is a big one 40 years, you will understand more when you read this letter.
Oh and please brush your teeth, cause when you are 45 you are going to spend $14,000 on them, yes so be warned.
And don’t worry my sweet innocent you will stay that size 10 you are so lucky and will still be that way when you are 50.
Life in general will be kind to you, though at times you think it will suck big time,. Continue to be kind to the elderly and the sick, and the animals, as your home will be filled with them, you will stay sweet and kind, but will develop some very bad habits along the way, and be very cross if your son does half the things you are thinking of doing, but will go ahead and do anyway, it is all part of the learning curve, but you will come through it just fine.
You will always stay a loner and only have one real friend, as you will find out most woman never leave the school yard (Taken from another blog, as It is so true) women can be very nasty when in large groups, you are right to have very few friends, you will have lots of pals, but very few confidants. And that is quite ok, don’t feel strange because you don’t do all the things like go out for coffee, or trawl the shops.
Your favorite shops will still be the hardware and the paper store, and the thrift shops, you get very adept at re purposing items that other people throw away.
But as you will learn, global warming land fills and the planet will thank you for this practice one day.
Oh and you will find and meet your real mother and sisters and brother too, be patient they will come into your life one by one, you will find a real friend in your brother, you are very similar having grown up in very similar circumstances, and you will stay in touch with him.
Well I wish I could tell you how the next 30 years pans out, but I haven’t lived it yet, as you haven’t lived to this stage yet, maybe you can write me a letter when you get there.
Stay as you are and keep enjoying your carefree life, and remember he is noticing you.


I know it was a long letter, but when you start it is very hard to stop writting, you want to tell yourself so many things, lol.
I will post again tonight with some pictures of pretties I promise, to make up for the novel lol.

Cheers Debra.

1 comment:

Dawn said...

I found your blog through Beverly and just read you letter. How impowering it must be to write to your younger self. Nicely done.

take care,