Dear Younger Me

Have you ever thought about what you would tell your younger self now that you’re not your younger self anymore? What would you tell her to do differently? What would you encourage her to do the same?

I recently had the honor of guest posting on a friends blog, Mrs. Disciple, about what I would tell my 6 year old self, my 16 year old self and myself on my wedding day. It was a challenge to write but it was fun to look back over my life and think about how I wished I would have danced more.

I hope this encourages someone else’s younger self to dance more. To live more. I’ve still got progress to make in this area but last time I checked, my dance card appears to still have some empty lines.

Dancing is like dreaming with your feet. ~Constanz

Dear 6 year old self,
When you twirl around in your new (or new to you) Sunday dress and let your skirt catch so much air that your panties show, stretch out your arms and tilt back your head in reckless abandon and twirl. Smile and laugh and breathe all of that joy right in. One day the world will try to tell you to stop dancing, to stop twirling, but for now, TWIRL! Even though you’re a little shy, go ahead and twirl. Maybe you can’t twirl in front of others, but at least go in your room and close your door and twirl. Have fun! Try hard to block out all of those voices that tell you to act a certain way, to fit in, to use boring colors, to stop dancing. Except maybe at some point wear shorts under your cute little dress because showing your panties will become sort of socially unacceptable at some point.

Love,
Me

P.S. You won’t always wear knee socks with your dresses and have bad haircuts. Promise.

“Jesus said, “Let the little children come to me, and do not hinder them, for the kingdom of heaven belongs to such as these.”” ~Matthew 19:14

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~Andrea