Things you ought to know.
A letter to my younger self.
Dear 27 year old me, there's something you ought to know. After 28 you'll feel like life is cold as snow.
You'll lose your love, your passion, your kindess and sympathy. But please understand that all the anger you feel is only temporary. You'll come to understand that true love isn't lost at all, when you meet a truer constant love, in a hospital. The love you've known this far, is far and few between. And when you both have your first child, you’ll be the happiest you've been.
Dear 27 year old me, there's nothing for you to fear. Just take a deep breath and trust the process and all will become crystal clear.
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Billie Whyte
Forever wingin' it.
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