We began an new tradition this Christmas…
each family member wrote a letter to our future self…
which Deborah and I collected and will keep safely on a shelf…
The only directions were to think about the year ahead…and where we’d like to be…
Things we’d like to accomplish…placed we’d like to go…
things we'd like to see.
To write our thoughts on this coming year …any experiences we hope to amass…
to be opened next Christmas…at which…time it becomes a letter from our past.
Our letter to our future self could be long or short…it could be big or small…
and if anyone was hesitant…they need not participate at all.
There is a simple beauty to this idea…as time moves on so fast…
to take a moment to gaze into the future…before that future becomes the past.
Of course none of us know what the future holds…how in the end Destiny will route it
but once a year, I think, it’s kind of nice to think about it.
Come next Christmas when it’s opened…when another year’s flown by
we’ll read what we wrote to ourselves…perhaps we’ll laugh…perhaps we’ll cry…
Perhaps we’ll learn a little about ourselves…and we’ll be a little more prepared…when
we sit down next Christmas…and write to future selves again.
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