A letter to my 14-year-old self

Dear Claire,

Guess what, I’m now 44! This letter is 30 years in the making. I’m smiling at the thought of what 14-year-old me would think of me at 44! So old! That’s how old your parents are, or your teachers, right? And other grown ups who seem ancient. The funny thing is, I don’t really feel 30 years older than you, but I guess I am, so here we are.

Anyway, I wanted to share some things with you I thought might help you as you navigate the next 30 years. Here we go.

First, never let go of your sense of adventure and secret inner rebel. Remember all the times you flew done those hills near our house on your old bike with no helmet, stones spraying out from under your wheels? Or the time you went on a journey along the ditch in our long garden right to the end and into the fields beyond. You felt like a jungle explorer! Mum almost called the police, but it was worth getting into trouble for (so sorry Mum).

Always remember this strong, fearless spirit you have - it will stand you in good stead for the adventures to come.

Second, I want to tell you that you are not responsible for other people’s happiness, only your own. The happiness of others is too great a burden, and it is not yours to bear. Instead, love others as unreservedly as you can and accept love from others too. This is so important.

Third, know that you are wonderfully creative in so many ways. We all are. Your passion and skill with words is a gift, so use it!

And last, please know that it’s okay to fail. In fact, I’d recommend it. Failing doesn’t make you a failure, it just means you are brave enough to try, determined enough to persevere, and curious enough to learn. You are resilient and a fighter, so embrace the fail moments, step away from perfectionism and choose to find joy in the journey.

Oh, and one more thing: don’t forget to have fun.

Lots of love,

Claire xxx