There was a card from my high school sweetheart that he had placed in my hand when I left to visit Nicaragua. I was instructed to open it on my 18th birthday (which was during the trip). I remember the comfort it brought me, crying and curled up in my bed in the fetus position because I had an awful stomach bug.
There were all of these letters that people sent to me that I had tied to very specific memories. It made me reflect on the people in my life.
I am a firm believer that everyone has something to teach me.
For example, my friend Tony is- for the most part, when he’s not getting red cards playing soccer- very relaxed. I am restless. Constantly. Pretty much always. Tony says things like “appreciate the little things” while making tea and looking out the window. He considers a weekend exciting when he gets to visit the supermarket.
When I am beside myself, I think about him. Appreciate the little things. If you’ve gone to the supermarket today, that’s enough.
Know that you’re impacting people way more than you think, so live by your values.
And send letters to people you care about.