A letter from Sep 12, 2024

Dear FutureMe, You’re almost 21 now. You’ve finally had some major life changes. You started to take yourself seriously. Your health, your happiness. Your energy, your business, your routine, your intelligence. You’re finally going into full bloom. Your confidence is at its peak. All the trials you went through only made you stronger. I hope that you’re truly impacting the lives of others. I hope you learn to forgive and to forget. And to mark conversations with strangers. And go full speed with no accord. No praise and no fame. I hope you change the world every second. I hope you’re married to Grayson. I hope you’re living out every. Single. Thing. On your Pinterest board. I hope you are close to Allah through the thick or thin. That’s the only thing that matters. I hope you live life in the moment. Never wishing for more or less but to fully be grateful to god for another breath and to works of goodness. Because you know that’s the only thing that truly matters. I hope you have a twilight wedding. I hope you squeeze the life out of every moment. I hope the war is over. I hope that I paid my moms debt. I pray that you’re beautiful and shining as ever. I’m 21 and I’m rooting for you. It only gets better from here . I’ll see you soon. All the way to Jannahtul Firdaus. And brjnt as many people with you. Btw, how is your face? I hope it’s clearer than a blue sky on a Sunday morning. I hope you shine. Inside and out. I love you. 22 year old