I thought it was time for another Letters to the Universe post.
The universe has been very good to me lately. So I wanted to send out some letters and talk to it a bit.
Dear June, Thank you for the good and bad you brought me this month. June will always be the month papa passed away but it is also the month that papa came back as yellow butterflies surrounding us. (Seriously– they have been everywhere and I even found 2 beautiful yellow butterfly wings on the floor yesterday.) I find comfort knowing that not only is he breathing better than ever up there, but he is flying over us in protection and freedom. Mom had finished off papa’s garden that day and I think that was a sign that he knew we were honoring him.
Dear July, How the hell did we get here? That means more than half our year is over already. Is it true that the older you get the quicker the years pass by? Because I feel it already. Please slow down.
Dear timing, I’m beginning to see why you do things in the order that you do. I feel like it is all lining up the way it is meant to and I thank you for being patient with me and teaching me that same patience.
Dear self, you are going through some big life changes right now and big opportunities (more on that later) This is something you have wished and worked hard for for a long time- work hard, but take care of yourself, and embrace every second of it. And it’s okay to have some fear- as long as you use it as motivation. I commend you for getting outside of your comfort zone over and over again even though it is really hard for you. You know you cannot grow in the same place.
Dear mind, stop thinking so much. If just for a minute. Or enough for me to sleep well again! As Frankie says, “worrying is like a rocking chair- it gives you something to do but won’t get you anywhere.”
Dear Advil PM, thank you for being there for nights when I absolutely cannot take another night of not sleeping. (Not usually- but lately) I know that’s not what you are there for, but I’m so happy to have you.
Dear my bullet journal, thank you for being there for me when I need to organize my days and months and years. And my thoughts. Thank you for allowing me to create more mindfulness in my life.
Dear Molly, please stop hoarding my underwear in your bed when I am away and you miss me. It’s getting really weird and awkward…. but thanks for being my little weirdo with your quirky quirks- I feel you are the dog version of me. (Besides the weird underwear thing)
Dear summer and your little moments, you really snuck up on me this year but I especially love your night sounds, twinkly outside lights, and light bugs. In addition I really adore your swaying nighttime breezes, your hot and heavy sunshine basking onto my face at the lake, and your ability to really bring people together.
Dear Universe, We have a lot going on right now. But with the ups come the downs and without both, we may not know the beauty of the other. This balance is sometimes tough, but so needed in order to really truly appreciate life and all it’s craziness.