Dear Me

Dear 1992 Julie, (High School Senior)

This is the year when you think you know every. single. thing. there is to know.

You however, have so much to learn crazy girl.


While these years might seem to be the best years of your life, you should know that there is so much more to come. You will waste precious time doing dumb things. You should know that those crazy boys you are chasing are not really worth your time. Surely to goodness you can see that.

All except for that one.

That one boy you’re chasing? Um, HE IS a keeper. You should go after that boy and not stop till you get him. He will be good for you. And want what’s best for you.

He is what’s best for you.

You need to be patient. He will eventually fall in love with you. He will appreciate you and he will treat you like a princess, even though you won’t always act like one. He will handle you and your crazy (and that won’t be an easy job) and he will teach you how to be a better person. He will make an awesome husband and a wonderful daddy.

Yes, you will eventually have children.


Soon, you will go off to college where you will have better study habits and better grades.

Oh, except for math, and statistics, and economics. You’ll be doing yourself a favor if you choose a profession that requires very little math. You suck at math. And you always will.

After that, you’ll head off to Graduate School and you will enjoy those classes something fierce. You will enjoy learning about criminal theory because you are quirky like that. You will have a professor that will drive you insane. He will do everything in his power to derail your studies. He will continually ruffle your feathers and he will wear you down. Believe me when I say that you will be sorry if you don’t finish that thesis. For years and years to come.

While in Grad School, you will get the itch for a little red sports car – the Dodge Avenger. You will eventually buy one of the suckers, but you will have nothing but trouble out of it. The chronic oil leak will send you on a goose chase and you will swear off Dodge vehicles.

That is, until you get your first minivan.

That boy that you decided you couldn’t live without will eventually ask you to marry him. The two of you will have a wonderful life. You should go ahead and face the fact that he loves vehicles. And motorcycles. And he will be anal about the garage. That’s not the worst thing. Believe me, it is a blessing that he loves these things.

Your first year of marriage will be spent in Flatwoods, Kentucky. It will be tough for you to move out of West Virginia, but he will land a good job that will provide well for your family. You need to hang in there. It will get tougher and you will need this experience to build upon. You are stronger than what you think, though you might not realize it until you suffer through deployment.

You will move four times during your first four years of marriage. You should quit buying  junk. That junk will bog you down, especially after moving it four stinkin’ times.

When you’re trying to decide if you should quit work, just know that you absolutely SHOULD quit work. You will never be able to get these years back and you will regret not staying home with your children. Your life will be full of laughter, joy, and love. You will have two sweet little boys.

Yes, boys.

Some days you will doubt yourself. Some days you will wonder if you’re doing things right. Just do your best, girl. And pray. These years will fly by and you will wish you could slow time. These boys will be the light of your life and all you can do is your best.

You will have a sweet family. You will have the privilege of being a stay-at-home-mama who rarely stays home. You will have a whole host of friends who will become very special. They will help you through bed-rest, and deployment. Be good to them. They are good to you. You will live your life out like a fairytale, proclaiming yourself a princess.

A rough-around-the-edges-princess.

A very-loud-princess.

But a princess, none-the-less.

You are a princess.

Don’t ever doubt that. You will never be as skinny as you want to be. Or as beautiful as you want to be.

You should give up on that right now. And just be happy with you! You are a daughter to the King of Kings.

It might be a good idea to stop perming your hair. It really doesn’t look good and eventually you’ll understand that your permed hair was a hot mess. Oh, and about the glasses. Why must you choose the big glasses? The big glasses do nothing for you. Neither does the metallic blue eye-shadow.


It’s all a bit much.

There is so much on your horizon to be excited about. You don’t know it yet, but trust me, it will all fall into place and the two four of you will live happily ever after.


2010 Julie


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