To My Younger Self
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To My Younger Self, I'm So Proud Of You Now

I'm so proud of who you've become.

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To My Younger Self, I'm So Proud Of You Now
Hollis Kelley

Time flies when your having fun. Looking back, I wish I could've done somethings differently or I could've lived life just a little differently, but you were the strongest little girl you could've been. You dealt with your parent's separation, arguing, fighting, and living with a single dad. Daddy worked late nights, and mommy wasn't in the picture unless it was for visitation.

You are so strong.

Typically, kids have no worries. They play outside all day, watch Disney movies and shows, and have their parents tuck them in before bed, but not you.

You knew how to clean the house by the time you were 12. You grew up with a single dad. You grew up in a unique situation so you matured a lot quicker than other kids. You went weeks, even months, without seeing your mom. You cried your eyes out because you just wanted her there with you, but she was miles away.

You confided in Grammy and Torey, and for them, you should be eternally grateful. Two beautiful independent women who have molded you into who you are becoming now. You were a daddy's girl connected at the hip. You looked up to him as your hero. He did everything he could for you. He raised you independently and he did a damn good job, I must say. You helped out as much as you possibly could, and you learned the true meaning of hard works pays off.

You took care of your little brother who used to see you as a mom figure, who now recognizes you as the best big sister the world can give. You were strong when times felt weak, and you cried many many days and nights, but those tears weren't for nothing sweetheart. You sacrificed your childhood to be a mini adult, and you should be proud of that, even if it did suck sometimes. You got into some trouble sometimes, like the time you wore your new shoes in the mud and the time you accidentally called the police on the house phone, but then again kids make mistakes, and you made some and will continue to make some.

I want you to know that you were an amazing little girl full of life and joy, and your smile was contagious. You are so mature and so poised, and you have such a huge impact on the world.

You will grow up you will have some hard times, but there is nothing you cannot handle. You will get old; you will make friends; you will lose friends; you will encounter heartbreak; you will feel like life is tearing away at the seams, but you are capable of being great because I know you are great.

You are beautiful, and you always have been, no matter who says otherwise. Your weight, your figure, your height, your hair, none of that defines you. You are exactly made how God sees fit, and you are loved. You have proven that sometimes life is unfair, but you are living proof pain is temporary and not every bad situation lasts forever.

Little girl, you are so beyond blessed, and I am so proud of you. You are truly going to rock someone's world one day, and you will be superior in everything life throws your way. You dream of marrying prince charming, having a beautiful home with a successful career with a loving family, and baby girl, you are going to achieve that one day. Do not give up. You are powerful. You are unique.

The world needs you. Continue being you.

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