Mar 10, 2020
Dear 12-year-old me! I know you are wondering desperately what life will be like when you’re 30. Will it get better? Will you feel all grown up? Here are some spoilers for you.
You actually became a professional entomologist, PhD and all. You have wavy hair and a strong little body that can lift its own weight in iron. You still have love and childlike wonder within you and learn something more about yourself and the world every day. You have a weird little dog and a garden for him to run around in. You just found the first violets of the year and started planting your own veggies.
It’s not perfect, but I think we’re going to be ok.