Reflections

A letter to my younger self

**written while laying in bed with my wife on our wedding day**

Hi.
You're okay.
There are happy endings.
And happy beginnings.
This, right now, is both of those.

You are good.
You're not sinning.
You're not bad.
What you're doing is not akin to murder.

You're loving.
You're compromising.
You're cherishing.

You're choosing your person and choosing to love her every day for the rest of your life.

I feel you Brooke. I feel your fear and your disgust with yourself. The world is so much bigger than the four walls you were raised in.

And I'm telling you, it's gonna be okay.

With so much love,
Your future self