Today I have the pleasure of hosting C.Lee Mackenzie on my blog. Welcome Lee! Congratulations on the new book!
What I Wish I’d Known When I Was A Teen
Where to start is the question. Maybe understanding that I knew very little, instead of thinking I knew everything is exactly what I should mention first in this post. Here are some conversations I’d have today with that younger self, if I could.
Old Me: Who in the heck did you think you were little Miss-I-Know-What-I’m-Doing?
Teen Me: Say what?
Old Me: Remember telling Mom how you didn’t care what she said. You were bleaching your hair, and you did. That went so well, didn’t it?
Teen Me: It wasn’t that bad.
Old Me: Excuse me?
Teen Me: Mom fixed it.
Old Me: Exactly.
My next conversation with Teen Me might be about not taking everything so seriously, including myself.
Old Me: Stop with the moping. No one noticed you snorted 7-Up down your front.
Teen Me: You’ve got to be kidding. Everyone noticed. Tim noticed.
Old Me: Tim. Who was Tim?
Teen Me: Only the hottest guy on the track team.
Old Me: I can’t remember him. But, and here’s the point, you’re not the center of the universe, dear. Everyone was busy noticing other things.
Teen Me: Like what?
Old Me: Oh, like the winner crossing the finish line for one.
Then I’d have something to tell her about secrets. Everyone has secrets and those are often things they aren’t very proud of.
Old Me: So you were jealous of Ann. Am I remembering right?
Teen Me: She had a pool and Keith. She had a mom and a dad who belonged to the tennis club. She—
Old Me: She didn’t have the grades to get into any college she applied to. She wound up not going to college. She wound up marrying Keith, divorcing him and overdosing. Ann had a lot of secrets.
Teen Me: I wish I’d known.
Old Me: Me, too.
Now’s a good time for a hug from Old Me to Teen Me. If there’s one thing more I’d say it’s this: The past is the past. Let it be. The future is as uncertain and unknowable as it ever was. Embrace this moment. It’s all we have and it’s perfect.
Wish I’d know that when I was a teen.
Aren't the pictures cute?
And here's a link to Dear Teen Me, a letter Lee wrote to her younger self on the Dear Teen Me blog. Check it out! Some writers may be interested in submitting a letter. It's lots of fun and you're listed with a lot of other writers!