Love Letter To Myself

Loving ourselves works miracles in our lives.

Louise L. Hay

Dear Todd,

It’s taken a long time to get here, hasn’t it? Still can’t believe it’s been fifty five years since your auspicious arrival under that full moon. I know: it’s not the years, it’s the mileage. But what a trip!

Some may consider this love letter to be narcissistic. Truth be told, it’s a little outside your comfort zone. But that’s where real growth starts from. You learned that lesson in your thirties.

Give yourself a big hug and a pat on the back; you made it this far! Remember when you were nineteen years old? You thought your life was over. You were willing to give up on all of the wonderful, transformative, and edifying experiences that happened afterwards. Yes, it hasn’t always been a bed of roses. But you learned and grew stronger. Way to go!

Do you know how much you are loved? I know this is a difficult subject to broach, but it’s true! You have family and friends who care about you. Never doubt that. You’ve made an impact on many people. For some reason, people who are in crisis always gravitate towards you. And because of your love and steady support, they are transformed.

You’ve started down the path of self-love. Keep going! The more open and honest you can be, the better it’s going to get. I promise! You could end up helping a lot of people by your example. But please don’t forget that self-love must always come first. If you ever need reminding of this, read this letter again. And again.

You’ve come a long way. You’re awesome!

Love,

Todd

P.S., Lane and Snowball are very proud of you!

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