Letter to My Future Self

Dear Kaye,

                

  Remember when you were a kid and you waited every heartbeat for a certain toy. A toy that you thought at that exact moment was going to make your life great. If you got what you wanted then you knew you would not want for anything else. So you saved all your pennies, dimes and quarters from helping your Grandma in the garden and slowly they began to add up. It felt like an eternity, however all too soon you were ready to go to the bank and cash in your pirates hoard.  

               

  With crisp bills in your hand, you marched sure footed and proud down the toy aisle. With a giddy sense of excitement, you plucked the toy of your dreams off the shelf. Nervously you waited in line at the checkout scared that you might not have enough even you though you counted your money several times just to be sure.

                

  On the car ride home you opened the box and….the sense of excitement at having what you always wanted was not nearly as great at you thought that it would be.

                The Journey is far greater than the outcome.

P.S. It is snowing here. You will be ok.