Dear Younger Me,
First of all, relax.
No, seriously.
You spend far too much time worrying about things that eventually work themselves out. You think you need to have everything figured out by now. You don't. You think everyone else knows what they're doing. Most of them don't. You think every setback is the end of the world. It isn't.
And please stop replaying every awkward conversation in your head before you go to sleep. The other person probably forgot about it five minutes later.
Since it's my birthday, I thought I'd write to you and share a few things I've learned along the way.
You won't become exactly who you imagined. And that's actually good news.
Some dreams will change. Some plans won't work out. Some doors will close. There will be seasons when you wonder what God is doing and why things aren't unfolding the way you expected. But one day you'll look back and realize that God was writing a better story than the one you had planned for yourself.
You'll learn that people matter more than accomplishments. The projects, presentations, deadlines, and achievements will come and go. What remains are the people you love, the lives you touch, and the relationships you nurture along the way.
Also, take more photos. Not just of special occasions. Take photos of ordinary days—family dinners, road trips, church events, coffee dates, and the people who make you laugh. One day those ordinary moments will become some of your most treasured memories.
You'll discover that happiness often hides in the little things. A quiet morning. A good conversation. A shared meal. A long hug. A prayer answered. A reminder that God sees you.
And speaking of answered prayers... I know you sometimes wonder if you'll find the right person. You will. And he'll be worth the wait. Trust me on this one.
You'll still laugh a lot. You'll still cry during sentimental movies. You'll still overthink things from time to time. Some parts of you never really change.
And somewhere along the way, you'll stop asking, "What do I want to do with my life?" and start asking, "Lord, what do You want to do through my life?"
That changes everything. Because purpose isn't found in chasing success or collecting accomplishments. It's found in faithfully saying yes to what God places in front of you.
You'll discover that calling is rarely one big dramatic moment. More often, it's a thousand small acts of obedience. It's showing up. It's serving. It's encouraging someone who needs hope. It's helping people grow. It's using your gifts for something bigger than yourself. It's choosing faithfulness when no one is watching.
And one day you'll realize that God has been preparing you all along. The experiences you didn't understand. The opportunities you almost missed. The disappointments that seemed unfair. The seasons that felt too long. None of them were wasted.
You won't have everything figured out. But you'll find something better. You'll find joy in knowing that you are living the life God created you to live.
You'll discover that fulfillment doesn't come from building your own kingdom. It comes from helping build His. And that's enough. More than enough.
One day you'll look back and see that every chapter—both joyful and difficult—was woven together by a faithful God who never left your side. And you'll be grateful.
Love,
Your Older Self
One of the many blessings God had in store for me— one my younger self could never have imagined.
As I celebrate another birthday this July, I find myself more grateful than nostalgic.
Grateful for God's faithfulness. Grateful for the people He has entrusted to my life. Grateful for the opportunities to serve. Grateful for the lessons that came through both joy and hardship.
I still don't have everything figured out. But I know this: God has been faithful in every chapter, and I trust Him with the pages still being written.
Here's to another year of growing, learning, loving, serving, and becoming more of the person He created me to be.
"Being confident of this, that He who began a good work in you will carry it on to completion until the day of Christ Jesus."
Philippians 1:6— Arlene