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Write a letter or poem to your younger self sharing what you love most about him/her 10 months, 4 weeks ago Treasure (alt: to all my selves)
M. McGonagleDo you remember how
we play in places like this-
rocky, tumultuous, blank?
How we take this stone hollow,
and make it hallowed with treasure:A smooth pebble.
The feather Mom said would make us sick.
This perfect, crooked stick.Let me tuck you in to this place
just for us, guarded by
a thicket of brambles.Did you know fruit grows here,
like magic in the thorns?
Sometimes juicy, sometimes sharp,
always a gift.

Do all grown ups grow into caves?
Do you keep here empty on purpose,
so that little treasures can keep a home?
So sweet things can live inside?M. McGonagle
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Maura, I love this!! Childhood memories are so important and valuable. I am happy that you made some good ones that you can keep with you and look back on throughout your life. Such an interesting perspective!
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Thank you! My childhood wasn’t the best so a lot of my perspective on an inner child comes from a place of healing and wanting to keep that part of me safe, which I tried to honor here. I’m glad you like it!
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You are making great progress. I am so proud of how far you have come! I loved your writing, keep up the great work!
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