At Utah Valley University, they do something that is called a Vagina Monologue. You can talk about anything you want as long as it relates to being a woman. Here is what I've got so far! I may change it! But here's the first pitch!

Dear Me.

Dear 7 year old me,

You won’t be able to marry daddy when you grow up, but you can find someone just like him.

Dear 8 year old me,

You won’t always act perfectly, but through your imperfections and quirks, you’ll be perfect to someone.

Dear 9 year old me,

Don’t ever forget how to dream big the way you do. You’ll become something great if you always remember to shoot past the expectations.

Dear 10 year old me,

You don’t need 25 layers of make-up to make you look beautiful.

Dear 11 year old me,

Remember that boys are like buses.. There is always another one coming.

Dear 12 year old me,

Being thinner than a bungee cord rope is not attractive. Please, have a sandwich.

Dear 13 year old me,

sex does not equal love. and being in love does not equal sex.

Dear 14 year old me,

Tanning will give you cancer, and you will die. And if you don’t die, you’ll look dead, or at least burnt.

Dear 15 year old me,

education is far more important than popularity status.

Dear 16 year old me,

drugs are not your friends. friends who let you do drugs are not your friends either. period.

Dear 17 year old me,

Its okay to have your heart broken. Its one step closer to being with your Prince Charming.

Dear 18 year old me,

College is scary. You can do it though. And boy is the pay-off good.

Dear 19 year old me,

You know who your real friends are. They are not always the ones who have known you the longest, but the ones that have stuck by your side through everything.

Dear 20 year old me,

You’re getting married. I know, crazy. Remember, it’s not about the wedding or the size of your diamond, its about the man you are going to spend forever with. And yes, he is just as wonderful as Daddy.

Here I am, 21 years old and counting. What would I tell 21 year old me in 21 years?

Dear 21 year old me,

You are so close to graduating. Congratulations! Senioritus is a beast, but it goes by so fast. Don’t give up, don’t slack your grades and keep up the good work.

Also, Remember that you don’t have to be perfect. You just got married and so many things are new to you. You have to learn to juggle school, work and being a wife.

Just because you don’t cook every night and keep a perfectly clean house, does not make you a bad wife. Don’t compare yourself to others and worry so much. You only see what everyone else does good, but you don’t see what they don’t do. Try to be the best YOU can be. Not the best that everyone else can be. Just focus on one goal to improve on, master it and move to the next goal. You’ll get the hang of it.

Be true to yourself. Don’t compromise your morals and standards for anything. Be kind to every person you meet. Be genuine. None of that fake crap.

Become a better person. Not only for yourself, but for your husband. He needs you just like you need him. Remember that this life isn’t all about you. You’ll have a family one day. And 40 weeks into the most mind boggling, body changing, hormonally imbalanced time of your life, you are going to experience the most painful and joyous moment all mixed into one. The outcome is great, and one day, he’ll call you “mommy”.

You’ll cherish a moment that is so different than any other moment. You’ll understand the love that a mother has for a child. Tell your mother often now that you love her and appreciate her. Let her know that she is the world to you.   

Don’t ever forget to humble yourself to kneel. Remember to put God first in everything and everything else will fall into place. You can’t do it alone, but you can do it with help from Him. Let him pick you up when you’ve given all you’ve got and you just can’t bear to stand anymore. If you are ever feeling like no one in this world could care if you existed, remember that God loves you and that He cares.

Sincerely,

Me