Dear 20 year old Janice,  Not much has changed huh? Insecurities still going strong. This letter is going to be a mix of everything, regrets, advice, hopes and aspirations.. I hope you remember to smile often,  And practice Kindness.. Be kind to yourself as well…

You’re gonna see some shit Do some things not worth remembering, but you will Trust me, though. It’ll be worth it You you’ll meet her (No not her; pay attention) After some trying times and nearly lethal moments You’ll wish for death and hope for…

Dear Cheetah, age 7, I hope you are fine. Really and truly fine, not the fake fine we learned to tell mom and dad when they asked, “What was the trouble? Why aren’t you sleeping?” I writing you today to tell you that that you…

Dear Sandra,17, I love you, I wish I could tell you to be different, to be braver, to believe in yourself, l don’t want us to live through the pain, but we must for that is how we learn, we grow, how we become me,…

Dear me, Once, you had cotton candy princess hair. You had butterflies in your tummy and noble intentions made your heart beat. You had a soft voice, giggly laugh, and couldn’t ever remember where you put your phone. Music was your oxygen. Poetry was the…

Dear precious little Gina Never saying a word Then scream at the top of the stairs Just trying to be heard. Dear pretty little Gina The world will work out fine. In spite of how it seems The smiles will come with time. Dear precocious…

Jeez brother, why are you so sad? We get it, you’re growing up We get it, it’s strange and weird We get it, you’re leaving but why? Why are you sad? You’re about to enter that part of the Indie movie Where the character sits…

Dear Jill from the Past, I am proud of the accomplishments you made in your 20s. You helped a lot of people with your writing and never asked a thing. But, if you could change anything from your 20s and early 30s, I wish you…

poem 11 Dear little girl in a broken world that is fighting to dim your starlight, don’t let them hurt you or steal your joy just love them and show them what Christ’s like. -h.e.m.

Sweet girl your reality was never what it was meant to be. So instead you dwelt in fantasy. And created a life as you hoped it could be. I’m grateful to you my Strawberry Girl, you helped me survive a brutal world.