A Letter to Myself In 10 Years

Dear almost-36-year-old Brianna,

You’re a rockstar. No, seriously. Badass doesn’t even begin to describe you in all of your awesomeness. I know that you know this already, but it definitely never hurts to a) hear it again, and b) be reminded of said awesomeness.

Life has been difficult for you, but you’re now stronger than ever. Keep up the great work! The Lord has so much in store for you, that you only need to keep your eyes and heart open to receive the miraculous works in His name. And remember that painful thing you went through ten years ago yesterday? Well, it’s a blessing. It’s probably one of the biggest blessings in your life (other than your family) to-date, because it’s allowed you to fully understand heartbreak in a way that hits you deep in your core. You lost your husband but not because of death. No, you lost him because it was his decision. And it hurt like a *B*. I’m proud of the way you’ve handled yourself these past ten years, and just look at you now! You’re loved like never before and are so much more confident in your own skin. I don’t even recognize you! Only, I do, because I knew it was there all along.

Your faith flows out of you like a river down a mountain. You’ve come so far in your faith journey, and I know it’s something you’ve really been intentionally striving towards. Of course there were some setbacks – there are always setbacks – but you’ve once again overcome the bumps in the road along the way. You live your life for the Lord and with a good man by your side that does the same. You pray before every meal and for each other. And most importantly? You pray together. That’s huge! Praying together is the most intimate connection you can have with a human being – yes, moreso than sex, but you knew that.

You also have a little one that you are instilling that faith in, and (s)he is absolutely precious! Seriously, could you have had more adorable children?! But you will, because you were made to be a mama, and God isn’t stopping at just one for you! Be prepared for more ;). And your family has rallied right behind you, as always, and spoiled your baby rotten. I don’t think I know of a child that’s loved any more than yours. Way to go! Oh, and I hope you don’t forget…whenever that child gets fussy and you’re completely overwhelmed, just drop him/her off at one of two places: Aunt Hilary’s or Granny and Popo’s house! 😉 They don’t mind.

I pray that you’re truly living your life and are enjoying every moment, knowing that the hurt and pain are always along for the ride. But the good days outweigh the bad days. You look into the eyes of the tiny human you’ve created and are reminded that life is precious and beyond amazing. It’s worth it, girl. It’s all worth it. But again, you knew that. Relish every second you have with your loved ones and teach that child to be a rockstar, just like his/her mama! Oh, and don’t forget to let that husband of yours spoil you to death. You’re worth it!

Participating in #Blogtober14 with Helene in Between and The Daily Tay! Today’s prompt: a letter to yourself in 10 years.