You are twenty-nine
I am fifty-three
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Hello my beautiful Marie, You are 32 years old. I am you, but from the future. I am 47 years old now. I have some things to tell you, we need to talk.
Read moreThe rock is warm and rough under my hand. Small white flowers are clinging on for dear life in a crack.
Read moreTo 30-something Mali, Without any spoilers, I am going to give you some advice for your personal growth over the next 20 or more years.
Read moreI know that my younger self doesn't believe me. 3o year old me, knows I wanted the marriage and the baby carriage.
Read moreHello 2 year old Susan, I am your adult self. I see your awareness that there’s something different about your brother. That you’re 18 months younger but can move better than he can.
Read moreDiagnosed with Primary amenorrhea in my late teens and told at that young age I would likely never have periods or be able to have my own children was a pretty tough pill to swallow.
Read moreDear Maria, You were born into a ridiculously difficult situation when you came into this world. It was so negative that it was a wonder that you survived it.
Read moreThere you are at thirty, your own London flat and a very good job, thinking that everything will turn out well in your personal life too if you just carry on as normal and stay true to yourself.
Read moreDear Sarah, I see you. I see you crying on your own, curled up on the kitchen floor, hugging yourself because nobody else is hugging you. How can they when they don’t know how sad you are?
Read moreDear Younger Self, I know how much you’re hurting right now. I know how desperately you want to have a baby, to start a family.
Read moreDear Yael, You’re going to become an auntie soon. I know you thought, as the eldest child, that you would be the first to have children.
Read moreTo be read at 30 years old - I know this feels like the end of the world.
Read moreDear younger me, dear, dear girl, You heard the words that would tell you how it would be. You heard the stories. You saw the families. You saw the parents. You saw the sweet little ones grow. You watched how families interacted.
Read moreDear 29-year old Jess in 2006, I know everything seems so scary right now. You’ve been utterly unmoored from the life that you thought was what you wanted but turned out like a Stranger Things’ Upside Down, everything dark and ominous and opposite.
Read moreLittle lady, you have a fantastic life ahead of you and it is not what you expected.
Read moreThis letter was written 18 months after my TTC journey came to an end, when I was overcome by a new wave of grief.
Read moreWhen I think about a letter to my younger self, I want to cry.
Read moreMy Dearest Yvonne, Please be encouraged that out of the darkness there is light for without pain we’ll never know true joy and you bring so much joy with who you are.
Read moreMy dearest young friend Dani, Sitting in my morning train which takes me through a beautiful summer landscape to work, my thoughts are flying to you. A sign to finally write this long outstanding letter.
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