A Toronto Transformation

A Letter to My 80-year-old Self

I hope you took chances on imperfect love so that at least you got to feel it now and again, even if it wasn't for keeps.

Dear Sarah,

Congratulations on your 80th year on Earth (God, I really hope people still live on Earth -I can’t imagine you’d enjoy space travel).

I hope you are rocking some elegant, long black dresses and a messy silver bun with crazy headscarves, prompting the neighbourhood kids to whisper about whether you’re a good or a bad witch.

Did someone develop a miracle cure for your chronic DVT so that you didn’t wind up wheelchair-bound? That would be grand. Hopefully either way you’re still finding ways to stay active and healthy.

Is it too much to hope that you found an amazing, kind, smart, funny and deserving man to fall madly in love with and raise a tiny army of environmentalist, feminist, activists with?

Well, if it didn’t work out quite that way, I hope you didn’t spend too much time waiting around for that kind of lightning to strike. I hope you took chances on imperfect love so that at least you got to feel it now and again, even if it wasn’t for keeps.

Most of all though, I hope that whatever else has happened, your life has not become too small. That you haven’t become resigned to dull isolation because it’s easy and safe. I hope you haven’t allowed your life to fold in on itself.

I hope that you haven’t stopped making new friends and smiling at strangers.

I hope you’re still curious about the world around you and about human nature. I hope you always have a book on the go.

I hope that you are still exercising your voice and that you still take the time to educate yourself about the day’s events.

I hope you still volunteer, that you’re still optimistic, that you still challenge the status quo.

I hope you still see the humour in life and laugh out loud at it whenever the mood strikes.

I hope your calendar is full of lunch dates with friends and family. And if it isn’t, get on the phone, girl! None of you are getting any younger!

I hope that you never stop learning and growing and trying new things.

I hope you sleep well and that your heart is full.

So much love,


What are your hopes for your 80-year-old self? Leave them in the comments below or write your own post and link it up in the comments on my Steal My Ideas board on Pinterest!

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