DEAR EIGHTEEN-YEAR-OLD-ME

Dear eighteen-year-old-me,
Just incase the sun does not shine tomorrow,
Be sure to have a flashlight in your backpack
And some extra batteries, Duracell preferably
Because one thing is certain,
Whether you’re ready or not, Life will go on.

Everyday you wake up to the light of a new day ,
Is an opportunity to love, laugh,Forgive, fight,
and never ever  give up, As long as you’re still breathing,
Quitting should never be an option.

I want you to not only see the world but feel the world,
Let your heart be your eyes,
Look beyond every sunset and every tear,
And even as you have your eyes up and wide open,
Don’t be afraid to look down and watch your step,
Not every ground on which you stand is solid ground.

Your heart and your head combined,
Make the most efficient and powerful GPS ever,
As you navigate your way through life,
Don’t be afraid to stop and smell the roses,
Make out time for friends and family,
Don’t go through life as if you’ll live forever,
Take time out to breathe…. you need to.

you see your heart,
it’s going to get broken a couple of times,
but there’s no heart too broken that God cant fix,
so don’t be afraid to take calculated risks,
the results may not turn out how u want ’em to,
but one thing’s certain, if u fall,
God will be waiting with his arms stretched out.

Dear eighteen year old me,
I’m pretty sure you still have many more years to live
And many more things you’re yet to be,
Don’t live in anger of the past or fear of tomorrow,
And just in case tomorrow doesn’t come,
I hope u can look back and smile.

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