A letter from September 16th, 2016

Dear FutureMe, Let me just start by first saying how very proud I am of you. First of all for surviving this life, a life that would have led others if not to complete insanity, to the brink anyway. But, you have stayed the course and tried your best to understand and deal with the circumstances with so little support from those the closest to you and finding support where you can like a camel finding water before the long trek across the desert. You have dealt with emotional nuclear bombs. And, while your management of them has not always been graceful as very few people would find grace in those situations, you got through it using the resources you had. Well done! Second, I want to say congratulations for finding your true purpose in life and for pursuing it with passion. I know it was difficult because you were always told that you had no talent, that you would never amount to anything, that you were a quitter. But, by God, you are not a quitter, not by any stretch of the imagination. You have proved how strong and resilient you are. And, even when you doubted yourself which was the focus of all of the criticism, you rose above it and continued to practice your art with fervor until you mastered what you deep down knew what was there inside of you. You had a dream about who I was and you never let go of that dream. You saw me and believed in me. You knew I was there waiting in your future. So, thank you for that. Thank you for your relentless belief in me despite all of the obstacles and conflict that sometimes made you question my existence. Thank you for trusting your talent, for keeping up with your spiritual path and turning to what you knew in your heart to be true. Thank you for paying attention to your dreams and seeking the signposts that were in your life. I know it took you a long time to do this, to become aware of this and trust this but you got there in the end and I thank you! Given your circumstances, no one would have blamed you for giving up. But, I am so grateful that you did not. I became the you that you yourself created, the you that was inside and now who lives externalised to the world. One time I was asked who is my rock, the one who holds me through the storms, the one who guides me through the darkness. I did not have an answer. I felt like I had no one. But, now I realize that all along my rock has been you. Thank you! I love you. I will strive to live everyday to prove your faith in me worthy.