Just 5 years ago I moved to this city, I now call home. Not only did I build my show in Chicago but I also found the love of my life here. We have planted our roots and excited to see what the future brings. With all that being said, I recently caught myself reflecting on my younger days and so wish I could have read this "adult" letter to myself years ago. Enjoy!
Dear Younger Me,
First off. Pause. Take a breath. And relax. I want you to know that everything is going to be fine. There’s no need to sweat the small things because it all works out. Don’t waste time stressing about things that will be irrelevant in the long run. Enjoy your youth because one day you’ll wish you could be there again.
That brings me to my next point. Make the most of every single day you are gifted. Opportunities will pass you by if you don’t make a conscious effort to recognize them. You only have one chance on this earth so do your best to make it everything it could be. Work hard. Work harder. And then work some more. Even when it all seems pointless there could be an incredible reward just around the corner. You’ll never reach it unless you refuse to give up.
You will have rough patches. That’s just part of growing up. Those times are put there to make you stronger. Keep your chin up, because even when you feel like all hope is lost, there is a light at the end of the tunnel. And you’ll make mistakes. But don’t be too hard on yourself because at the end of the day how else are you going to learn? Don’t regret anything. Just see every blip in the road as a chance for self-improvement.
Another very important lesson you’ll learn is to guard your heart. Don’t fall into a trap of selfish desire that leads you to empty results. The easy way out is never easy. Be true to yourself and what you believe in. Because those are the only things you can be sure of.
Finally. Life is beautiful. And everything you want is in your reach. Whether you grasp it or not is completely determined on how badly you want it. Don’t ever feel like you can’t do something because it’s too hard or “impossible”. Even the word impossible says “I’m possible”. As you’ll come to find out, your hard work pays off in the end, kid.
An Older Wiser You
I want to encourage you take time and write a note like mine, to yourself. On days that don't make sense read it and sometimes read it again. Remember we are only given today once and tomorrow it is history!