Dear ten-year-old Breanna,
I know life seems very different from the eyes of a ten-year-old. You are probably busy with being a fourth grader, getting use to wearing jeans instead of those spandex stirrup leggings that you loved, learning your lines for the school play of The Adventures of Lewis and Clark where you are Sacajawea. After you get the part, you learn you have to hug a boy in the play…. in front of the whole class. You are going to be a little embarrassed, but don’t worry. You will survive the beet-red blushing and it will become a small memory of being ten years old.
Life is going to be good. You have a creative streak in you that will become a fond source of happiness and validation.
