Dear 2010 Melanie,
You’ve seen the mountain top and you’ve been in the valley. You never knew
one year a phone call would turn your life upside down. You never realized one person could be so important that you put your life on hold for x amount of time.
You probably won’t believe me when I tell you . . . your boyfriend of 2 years will break up with you a week after your 2 year anniversary. It’s ok. I couldn’t believe it either. Do believe me when I say you are stronger than you thought. Your family especially your mom will be understanding and patient. People you didn’t give much thought to will spring back into your life as if they’ve never wandered. The freshest months after the break-up will be the hardest. Sometimes you’ll start crying… and you think you don’t know why but don’t hide it. It’s ok. Let it out. You’ll feel so much better afterward.
Your friend from Hawaii will fly out just for the weekend. Just for you. Just to make sure you have someone to cry with, to talk to, to hug. Do believe me when I say the next few months you’ll experience grace like never before. There are no words to describe it-that’s how you are able to get through: one day at a time. Grace sufficient for each day. It never runs out.
Cheer up, being single isn’t all that bad. Actually, you’ll get to really enjoy singleness because of it you were able to watch Wicked in SF, Cruise to Mexico, and spend July 4th weekend in Chicago. You even started a blog and made great blogging friends!
Your eczema? You’ll finally be able to know what’s wrong with you. It’s not because you’re a monster and deformed although that’s what I was starting to believe, as well. Your allergist visit will be quite an experience. One you will definitely enjoy telling, sharing, and re-telling.
On a side note, if I were you, which I kind of am, I’d start buying clothes little by little starting now. You will have to start borrowing clothes from your size zero sister because of the weight you’re losing-from the breakup, because of your fasting, and finally your food allergies.
Oh and the Laker finals game you wanted to watch but no one would go with you? GO BY YOURSELF you’ll regret it if you don’t. I regret not going.
All in all, this was a good year for you, this was a bad year for you, this was definitely a growing year for you. Embrace it. Run with it. Love it. Cry with it. Whatever you do-do NOT fight it.