A letter from January 30th, 2021

Dear FutureMe, So we're still in Florida now, Jan 2021, fighting this legal case. Hopefully we win, we have 9k invested into it so fingers crossed. You're lucky, you know the outcome by now lol. I wonder if we're in Brazil yet? If we're still with Johnny, if baby boy Atlas is still as goofy as ever. No real baby's, you're not allowed to even think of children until your 26 lol. If you've started your buissness yet. In life there will always be uncertainty, but in my 19 years of life 2021 is the year that has been most uncertain (so far). I expect you to have at least traveled to 5 more countries by now, and 1 more continent. I hope we progress forward in our career, incase you forgot we're an operations analyst currently. I wonder what position we'll hold in 5 years. You better get that degree by now Missy!!! I'm going to be so bummed if we haven't, a bachelor's is the goal. Don't loose sight of it. I probably sound like a nagging mom. I really hope we make good and kind friends, one's that we support. And that have our back through thick and thin. I hope someday soon we'll be able to afford that shire horse, Adonis seems like the perfect name. I am beaming with excitement to see what we become! Truly giddy beyond belief, I know wherever we end up it'll be nothing but good. I'm working hard right now so that our future will be filled with fortune and success! I just saw a picture of our apartment from 2019, how dingy and old it was. I remember when we first moved in we thought we were living like kings! And now I look back at it and think "how precious experiences like that are, that I could find such happiness with so little." I'm so happy we've been able to be content and happy with practically nothing. And now look at us!! We're in our dream apartment in Cottonwood. Yea that fancy shmancy one, with our guest bedroom converted into our office. This place is heaven, I get to tan by the pool on my lunch break!! And there's so much room for Atlas to run, the doggy park is perfect for him. When we first got him from the shelter he was 2 months old and 5lbs. Now he's this absolute unit of a dog. Practically all muscle, we still think he's a German Short-haired Pointer Mixed with Pitt. You better get a DNA kit to see exactly what he is. I really want to emphasize one thing, never forget where we came from. Our physically and mentally abusive mother, no father, extreme poverty, living on the streets as a 6-8 year old, poor education, countless people never giving me a 2nd look, the bullying, mocking, mistreatment, sleeping to stop the pain of starving, just praying for a way out, working to change my fate. Never ever forget that, you survived that. Even when she fractured your eye socket, you smiled because DCF took you away. You were finnaly free. You worked since you we're 12, you've fought for everything you have now. I know we've struggled to accept, that we deserve the good life we have now. We will not settle for less. We will work to keep what we have. I want to give you a gigantic hug, I also want to give our past self the hug she never got. That true loving embrace. Go out and do amazing things, always act with kindness in mind. I know it may be hard sometimes, people can be very vile. But sometimes your kindness can change their outlook, it can spread and brighten a person's day who might need it. Always try to do good! I know you got this, I believed in you before anyone else did, we will always be our best motivater! I love you Layla.