My dear,
I laugh nonstop when I’m consumed with happiness. I am 7. I am swept away by the lightest of kisses. I am 13. I’m not afraid to speak my mind. I am 18. I know when not to speak my mind. I am 28. I know that love takes many forms. I am 35. I know nothing lasts, so I enjoy everything to the fullest. I am 55.
I am all the ages I’ve ever been.
What has each of your ages built in you?
Falsely yours,
Anne Lamott