Here’s To Me at 70

From You to You
Write a letter to your 14-year-old self. Tomorrow, write a letter to yourself in 20 years.


When I was 14 I was an ok kid.

Now I’m looking ahead to when I’m 70.

I really hope that when I’m 70 I’m like my Grandma’s sister who was a Pilot- or that I’m like my Grandma when she was hitting 70.

She was this fierce little thing and the only person who could make her laugh was my Grandfather and my come to think of it my brother.

I used to like it when she got mad- I thought it was funny so I would laugh and she would send me to my room which was fine because I’d  play with my toys and sing at the top of my lungs and jump all over my bed until I had exhausted myself and fell asleep.

Which was probably the only time I shut up.

So Here’s To Me At 70:

Hey Anita Marie,

Remember when we were  three and drank kerosene and it was our Grandmother who we cried for before they pumped our stomach and it was our Grandmother who got us not to cry and because of her we sailed through that process and when they were done we went home and fed her chickens and we  got to choose what kind of soda our  Grandfather would bring home ( if you were sick he’d buy a case of Fanta and the sick kid got to choose the flavors).

We chose Grape. Only Grape. He got it and when everyone asked us why grape we said it looked like our” Ick ” that came out of our tummy and we  got that entire case to ourselves.

It would be easy to be like our Grandmother.

We are a lot alike, except for we like to laugh.

Nope. I hope you are like that little kid who drank kerosene, got her stomach pumped went home and fed chickens and cheated her brother and her four older cousins out of a case soda pop.

At least, that’s who I’m hoping to meet twenty years from now.

So be her…please.

Be fierce, be strong and shine.

It’s in our blood after all.

5 thoughts on “Here’s To Me at 70

  1. What wonderful memories you have. My grandparents were all dead by the time I came along, Neither parent talked much about their parents even when I encouraged them to talk about their parents.

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