Jun 09, 2009 10:38
I went to futureme.org last year and wrote myself a letter that I just got...I'd totally forgotten about it:
Dear FutureMe,
Well, today is June 9th. You just got back from Maine last night where it was foggy and you could see your breath. Here today, you can feel yourself sweating the water as you drink it. The dogs are panting on the living room floor and your garden is just getting going. It's Monday.
You graduated from photo school on Friday and now it's just you and the business you started in 2005 and...a wing and a prayer. You nearly tripled your receipts between 2006 and 2007 and you paid for school out of pocket. You have a hard time being proud of yourself, but everyone around you tells you all the time. So you remember that.
Also significant, you think your girlfriend will propose sometime this fall. You're pretty sure of it. You talk openly about marriage and she hints about rings. Is your dress done? If it's not too hot, you should put it on and twirl around in it.
I wish for you at this moment - health, love, success, and a gorgeous garden. I hope you got yourself that pop-up greenhouse and started everything early. I hope you've raised your prices. I hope you have started gathering frequent flier miles. I hope the dogs know how to sit and to lay down. I hope you still manage without a "job." Most of all, I hope you're happy.
Love,
PresentMe