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  • Dear 100-Year-Old Me, Did We Finally Become Her?

    Dear 100-Year-Old Me, Did We Finally Become Her?

    Write a letter to your 100-year-old self.

    Letter to My 100-Year-Old Self

    .

    Dear Hundred-Year-Old Me,

    .

    Well… look at you.

    .

    A whole century of living

    and you’re still here.

    .

    I hope you aged like good stories do —

    a little wrinkled,

    a little mysterious,

    and completely uninterested

    in nonsense.

    .

    First of all,

    I hope you finally learned

    that loving people is beautiful…

    .

    but chasing them

    is extremely bad cardio.

    .

    Please tell me you stopped

    trusting people blindly.

    .

    Eyes are for seeing, darling —

    not for closing

    while handing your heart away.

    .

    I hope by now

    you mastered the ancient art of saying:

    .

    No.”

    Without an essay afterwards.

    .

    And I hope you kept

    that dangerous habit

    of respecting yourself

    even when the world preferred

    you smaller.

    .

    Some people call it selfish.

    .

    I call it

    excellent maintenance.

    .

    Tell me something.

    .

    Did you finally become

    that woman you kept imagining?

    .

    The one who walks into a room

    like she owns the silence

    before she even says a word.

    .

    Calm.

    Magnetic.

    Beautiful in the quiet way

    that storms are beautiful

    from a safe distance.

    .

    I hope you loved people deeply.

    .

    But I hope you also remembered

    a very important rule:

    .

    Love everyone if you wish…

    but if they don’t return it,

    .

    do not stand at their door

    like unpaid emotional staff.

    .

    Close the gate.

    .

    Water your own garden.

    .

    Flowers grow better

    without begging.

    .

    And please tell me

    you kept your humor.

    .

    Because life without sarcasm

    is basically

    a long motivational speech.

    .

    Also, dear ancient queen,

    .

    I hope you are still buying notebooks

    you absolutely don’t need.

    .

    Some habits

    should never be cured.

    .

    Most importantly,

    .

    I hope you became

    that beautiful woman

    who is calm not because life was easy,

    .

    but because she finally realized

    she is enough company

    for her own soul.

    .

    And if anyone ever doubted you—

    .

    I hope you smiled politely

    and continued being magnificent

    out of pure stubbornness.

    .

    With love,

    confidence,

    and a little dramatic flair,

    .

    Your younger self

    who is still learning

    how to become you.

    —Rajeshwari🧿💕

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