This is not something I would normally say. It takes a wrinkle in time for such a thought to travel from the heart of an exuberant child to the spoken words of an older woman. Is it audacious? Fearless? Or simply delusional?
Yet, in reflecting on past deeds and misdeeds, moments of tribulation, flights on the wings of dreams, and, above all, the unwavering belief that my life is blessed—I raise a glass to my younger self.
Thank you for getting me here, alight with wonder and curiosity.
How very spectacular is that?
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