“Here you go.”
“What’s this?”
“A letter I wrote to myself. I want you to read it.”
Dear Me,
I’m sorry for shoving you into the closet.
I’m sorry for not liking you and loving you enough.
I was too focused on dressing up my ego that I forgot about you.
I know you don’t need me to show you off to the world, and I won’t even think about it.
But, I promise to be true to you and be a good friend.
Nothing can harm you.
And there’s nothing so impressive in the world that you don’t already have, or that you aren’t already.
You are God-made and God-loved.
Nothing can be better than that.
Yours,
Now-i-know-better-Me
A moment later, she took my hand and said, “Come on, let’s enjoy this afternoon together.”
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