My dear, Let’s see what we have here: Lipstick, lip gloss, lip liner, lip plumper, lip balm, lip conditioner, lip primer, and lip boosters. Foundation and foundation primer. Powder. Rouge, blush or blusher, and cheek coloring. Bronzer. Mascara and mascara primer. Eyelid glue, eye liner, eye shadow, eye shimmer, and glitter eye pencils. Eyebrow pencils, creams, waxes, gels and powders… And concealer. Wow, that’s a doozy....

My dear, Laughter is carbonated holiness. You laugh and you feel your body get lighter, risen perhaps. You laugh and you feel as if someone better (someone stronger), has entered you, taken ahold of your arms, legs, and heart and is helping you walk on this path called ‘life’ just a little happier. Falsely yours, Anne...

My dear, Don’t let anybody make you do something you do not want to do. Don’t allow someone to utter yes for you while you’re still undecided (say “I’ll think about it”). And do not allow anyone to ever tell you that “No” is not enough. It is. ‘No,’ is a complete sentence. Saying no is a right we all have. Use it. Falsely yours, Anne...

My dear, Here’s the thing about teaching people; you can’t teach them if they don’t want to learn. And most don’t want to learn. That’s why all you can do is live your life to the best of your ability and let it shine like a beacon for others to follow. If they want to learn they’ll come to you. And when they do, that’s when you try to teach them something. Lighthouses don’t go running all over...

My dear, Hope is a revolutionary patience. Hope is idea that if one continues to strive a revolution shall happen. Whether that revolution be exterior or interior is unknown. Hope is the idea that if you continue to show up everyday, continue to put on step in front of the other – you will reach a city so bright it blinds. The person who hopes has revolution in their heart. Falsely yours, Anne...

My dear, Forgiveness is not process of hoping for a better future. Forgiveness is giving up all hope of having had a better past. It is a process of accepting that although the past did not turn out as well as we wanted it to, it is unchangeable, and thus all we can do is move on. Forgiveness is a moment of realization. One in which you understand that holding on to hopes of better Pasts leaves you with no room to hold on to better Futures...

My dear, One group says God hates the other group. The other group says God hates the one group. I say: For I believe that God, unreflected through the prism of you, is a lover. I believe God loves all, equally. Only when reflected, and dirtied, through the prism of individuals who want to have might on their side is God bias. Only then is God without love. Falsely yours, Anne...

My dear, Certainty is missing the point entirely. Be ready to be have your heart broken when you fall in love. Be willing to fail when you chase your dreams. Be open to the fact that all your hard work will not pay off. And be willing to get up time and time again, unsure of ever actually not falling. If love is certain, you’re not truly in love. If your dreams are certain, then how are they dreams?! If you’re life is certain,...

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...