If I could go back in time, I would try to intersect with my 16 year-old self and give myself a little pep talk.
I would say, the boys that you think matter so much right now, they don’t matter. Nope.
Please keep wearing your retainer at night.
I might give myself a quick one second view of the life that I had ahead of me. Maybe just an image of my husband throwing our kids up into the air. And then hearing, “Watch Mommy!”
I would say, you know, it’s probably a good idea to major in something like Physical Therapy to pay the bills and all, but why don’t you get a minor in English, too? You might want to write someday.
That cute guy with black hair that you meet Freshman year of college? That’s him.
Oh, and listen to Grandma when she tells you that she has a feeling you are supposed to go to Augustana. She’s right.
Life is going to have some bumps. Save some money.
When you are 38, you are going to have the weirdest desire to be able to do a round-off back handspring again. Maybe just keep this skill up so you don’t hurt yourself irreversibly.
Amazingly, all that waitressing that you are doing is going to pay off. It’s teaching you how to take care of people, how to work hard, how to multi-task and how to be wrong.
You are going to be a good Physical Therapist. But keep writing because someday you might need a change.
Sixteen is young. You have your whole life to be a grown-up. Don’t be afraid to be young.
You live in a ridiculously small town. You will be amazed at what’s out there.
Sit down and learn History. Really learn it.
But you are right, Calculus is not important to real life.
Appreciate Mom and Dad, you are going to miss being around them someday.
Try to figure out that whole common sense thing, it’s really helpful.
Learn those recipes from Mom, it will save you a lot of time and effort trying to learn everything over the phone.
Maybe keep a couple of those jackets from the 80’s. That brown leather bomber jacket with the orange lining, in particular.
Things are going to be even more amazing than you can even imagine. And harder.
Do things that scare you, over and over and over.
You are going to live at the beach for 4 years when you are first married. You aren’t going to have any money, but it’s going to be a lot of fun. Try not to stress about the whole money thing.
Sleep. Just sleep and sleep and sleep.
And for god’s sake stop getting perms and doing crazy things to your bangs, you look ridiculous.
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