This is a poem – a letter to myself – I wrote about ten years ago. Reading it back today made me smile. I have become the woman I wanted to be then. Twenty-year old me would be proud. This ten-year-older, future version of herself is just like she had envisioned. I listened to my own advice and turned out alright.
My friends, please do forgive the clumsy turns of phrases. I only checked the grammar/spelling. I did not want to deprive this text from its feel of authenticity.
– Over Time –
From a child to a teen,
You grew up, and then became an adult.
A chapter, the basis for your life,
Spent in a place you now call home.
A chapter, full of many great souvenirs,
But also of some you would rather leave behind.
Then one day, you realize that, whatever happens next,
Happy or not, they will never part from you.
They will remain part of you;
Though with life, time and experience,
You’ll see that their weight will fluctuate.
Sure, most will remain priceless to you.
Some, however, will become secondary.
It is likely that unhappy memories will come to rest.
They will even be barely relevant compared to what is next.
With dreams, desire, truth,
Life, time, lived experiences,
You’ll get to find the real you,
Believe and trust in your own accomplishments,
You will get to know, show and share who you really are.
Never force yourself,
Never let anyone force you,
You always have the choice!
Never believe anyone who would say the contrary.
And relinquish it sometimes,
But only when you are with people you trust – and only if you want it.
Then, finally, you will be in control. You will get to be you – the “who” you want to be.
Your personality will live up to your dreams and you will have confidence.
Wait and see. Trust me. You will just love the feeling!
“When truth and desire meet, dreams are born”
So make it happen.
Featured image captured in Toulouse, France on May 30th, 2014 – iPhone 5c – HDR – Black and white. Cropped landscape shot.