Write a letter to your 100-year-old self.
As I sit down to write this letter, I am filled with a sense of wonder and a bit of trepidation. It’s not every day one gets the chance to communicate across the span of decades, to reach out to a future self. I am 54 today, standing at the cusp of what many would consider the middle of their journey. But as I write to you, I can’t help but wonder about the multitude of experiences that lie between us.
You’ve always been fascinated by the idea of time – its relentless march forward and its unyielding nature. And here we are, conversing across its expanse. I am eager to know the stories you hold, the wisdom you’ve amassed, and the changes you’ve witnessed. Have the dreams we quietly nurtured at 54 come to fruition? Or have they evolved into pursuits more meaningful than we could have imagined?
I imagine you sitting in a world much changed from mine, surrounded by advancements and technologies that are mere figments of our imagination today. Do you remember the world as it was in my time? The challenges we faced, the hopes we clung to? I hope that the world has become a kinder, more understanding place, that humanity has found a way to bridge the divides that seemed so insurmountable.
I write to you filled with questions about the path you’ve taken. Have you traveled to those far-off lands we dreamed of? Have you written the stories that swirled in your mind, stories that demanded to be told? I like to think that you have, that you’ve lived fully, embracing each moment with the zest and passion that defined us at 54.
It’s hard not to be curious about the personal journey you’ve embarked on. Family and friends – have they been your constant companions through this voyage? The thought of the people we’ve met, the relationships we’ve nurtured, fills me with warmth. I hope that you are surrounded by love, that the bonds we’ve formed have only grown stronger with time.
I also wonder about the challenges you’ve faced. It’s inevitable, the ebb and flow of life bringing with it trials and triumphs. I hope you’ve faced them with the resilience and strength that we’ve always prided ourselves on. And through it all, I hope you’ve found joy in the small things, those moments of simple happiness that often go unnoticed.
As I write this, I am acutely aware of the uncertainty that the future holds. Yet, there’s a part of me that finds solace in not knowing, in the endless possibilities that the coming years bring. So, as I send this letter across the decades, I want you to know that above all, I hope you’ve lived a life true to yourself, filled with moments that make looking back a journey worth every step.
With all the love and hope that I can muster,
Your 54-year-old self
Thank you for reading.
Have a nice day
Lajos
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