Be Happy, Feel Beautiful
Dear 65-year-old-me will feature BB writers’ and readers’ personal letters to their older selves. If you’re interested in having your letter published on Blissful Belle, send us an email to firstname.lastname@example.org.
Dear 65-year-old me,
Speaking as the 19-year-old, actively searching for purpose, love and happiness you, at 65 years old I hope you have finally found what you’ve always longed for. From what I know to be true now, that ‘something’ you’ve longed for is immaterial; valueless to those who don’t know any better, incomprehensible to many, but for you it has always been the answer to all great questions in your life, a feeling you’ll know when it comes around.
“I’ll tell you a riddle. You’re waiting for a train, a train that will take you far away. You know where you hope this train will take you, but you don’t know for sure. But it doesn’t matter. How can it not matter to you where that train will take you?” – Inception
I hope that in everything you do, you find a little piece to that puzzle and fulfill a dream you’ve striven toward for however long that dream floats through your mind.
As the 19-year-old you, I’ve dreamed of writing novels, of inspiring millions or even just one person to do something great, of helping those in need, of traveling the world, and of loving as passionately as Jane Austen’s heroines.
I trust that at 65, you’ve done it all and never cease to find more to do. You’ve written quite a few published novels, edited plenty more as a prominent book editor, read all the literature in the world worth reading, and enjoyed every moment of it. You’ve traveled the world, from the wild and exotic, through the major metropolises of each continent. You’ve volunteered in Thailand and many other countries seeking help, which opened your eyes and your heart to many of the hardships and small joys of this world. You’ve hiked through lush meadows, sky-scraping mountains and far-stretching valleys gaping in amazement.
Of course, you won’t be doing all of this alone. One day, on the most unexpected of days, you met a man that changed your life. You both fell madly and passionately in love just like you had only dreamed of while reading Jane Austen and watching the endless film adaptations of her novels.This man has all of the airs of a true gentleman: kind and honest, clever and charming, supportive and exciting, loving and passionate. Thinking about that kind of love today scares me, but when this man does come into your life, it’ll be perfect timing and you were ready for the adventure. You grew together, built a loving family and just enjoyed all that life has to offer. As the curious and independent person I know you to be, I’m sure you’ll always find ways to explore anything and everything within and around your reach. You’ve never stopped learning, loving, and living every moment to its highest potential.
For years you have been inspired, excited and nothing short of in love with all of the amazement this great world has to offer. As Mary Oliver wrote it so well, “When it’s over, I want to say: all my life I was a bride married to amazement. I was the bridegroom, taking the world into my arms.” I hope that even after these 65 years, you still see and believe in this amazing place with all of your heart. Never forget its’ miraculous beauty and never take any of it for granted.
Lots o’ love,
P.S. If your life doesn’t turn out this way, no worries. I trust your judgement, and I’m sure you’ve overcome my naïveté in only the best of ways.
P.P.S. If you’re not as cool as Betty White, you’ve done something wrong. Rewind and try again.