The Girl Who Carried Me This Far

Happy Friday evening, my dear friends,

How are you doing on this fabulous Friday night. In less than 30 minutes we’ll be saying good morning to Saturday, the second of May 2026. Where is time going so quickly. It seems like when we’re younger, time moves so slow, but the older we get, the faster it flies by. Maybe it’s just me. Tell me — do you feel the lightspeed of time the older you get. Shoot me a text or drop me a comment, I’d love to hear from you.

Tonight, I wanted to drop in and spend a couple of moments with you and share the link to my newest Substack post. This one hit hard, yet in a very tender way. I found myself writing a letter to my younger self. She needed to be shown some grace, and she needed to know she’s always done the best she could with what she had.

Perhaps you can relate. Have you ever found yourself living in the what ifs or what could have beens, only to take a deep breath and realize that if even one event had been different, our lives would look nothing like they do now. Maybe we wouldn’t have our beautiful children, grandchildren, or “our” person.

The older I get, the more I realize that while I might think a little more often about the possible effects of my decisions, with what I know now, I wouldn’t change a thing about my life. The blessings God continues to bestow upon me far outweigh the traumas and mistakes I’ve made along the way.

What are your thoughts. Would you go back and change anything.

I’d like to invite you over to my new Substack page. The link is below.

Tonight, I published something deeply personal — a letter to my younger self. It’s a piece that’s been waiting inside me for decades, and writing it felt like exhaling after holding my breath for years.

If you’ve ever looked back at your younger self with tenderness, or wondered how grace finds us after the storms, I think you’ll feel at home there.

You can read it here: https://lovelifewithdawna.substack.com/p/dear-younger-me?r=8ad3ia

It would mean the world to me to know what you thought of my letter.

Well guys, it’s time for me to get some sleep.

Thank you for walking beside me as I keep becoming — one word, one truth, one breath at a time.

Evolving in grace,

Until next time, don’t forget, Love Life++ Hugs

Dawna‑Rae 🦋 may your heart return to itself again and again

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