A letter from Oct 9th, 2021

Dear FutureMe, By now you’re at the ripe age of 21. Try at least one cup of alcohol for me, but don’t overdo it. You know better. You’re able to drive now and you’re done college. I’m proud of you. If you aren’t married by now, it’s ok. The perfect guy is on his way. Don’t try to find yourself a guy, enjoy life as it is. Thank you for taking care of yourself. Keep your hair long and your worries short. I love you. You’re an older, better version of me. I pray you haven’t lost any more loved ones. It hurts. Your siblings have all grown up around you, weird, huh? Just 5 years ago the baby wasn’t even one and now he is 6. I don’t like typing that out but it’s true. Your next oldest siblings after you is 20. I don’t like that at all. Your Phoebe is 10 now. Remember to take your siblings places with you. When you don’t live in the same house anymore it is so hard to stay connected. You have to stay connected. You’re old enough to be their aunt, remember that. You are funny. Your humor always cracks me up. Keep God at the foremost of your mind. He is in control of everything. I love you, you are doing great. With love, Anna P.S. What did the cow say to his friend? Moooooove over.