A letter to my niece on her 21st birthday! 


Dear Sabrina (Brie),

The day I learned about your existence I was confused. It was sometime in the summer of 1995, and I was five years old enjoying my time with my sister, wearing sandals with socks and “tricking” ants into crawling into empty plastic cups. I didn’t realize how much my life would change when I found out that my sister was having a baby.

I remember my thoughts distinctively: “I’m too young to be an aunt! Being an aunt is for old people like Aunt Sharon.”

Cleary my mind missed the memo that I was already an aunt…

Fast forward a few months later I remember your mother taking a picture in front of the bookcase in our old house and her light skin belly sticking out to what seemed to be a thousand inches away from her body. We were in the final stretch of her pregnancy and it was then that I understood that everything I knew was about to change.

I was the baby of the family but not anymore. I had to man up. I had to teach you everything I knew and lead by example.

Was I low-key jealous? Yes. I was Angelica Pickles and you were Tommy Pickles. I was the boss and you were my employee. And since you took away my limelight, you had to pay.

But it didn’t quite work out that way…

Momma said you were born with an attitude. She was right, you weren’t with the shits at all. We would fight all the time, and it drove my sister up a wall. I would pick with you and you would fight back. We practiced our latest fighting moves on each other, and tore up the entire house with our antics. But it was always love at the end of the day.

We’ve created so many memories. From pretending to be power rangers beating each other up, to “flying throughout the sky,” and De’Liccia and I playing tricks on your innocent self (sorry for not catching you when we told you to jump off the bed lol). Growing up with you was fun. Remember when I tried to “brainwash” you into thinking that you were an Eskimo that lived in an igloo in Alaska and drove a “sleighdog?” Sorry about that, but at least it was kind of educational, right?

We’ve made many memories along the way and we will continue to do so as long as we both live. But today, is an iconic day. It is the last official day of Obama’s presidency but most of all it is your 21st birthday.

When I turned 21 I ended a toxic relationship and friendship, transferred to a new school, moved out of my parents house and went to Las Vegas for the first time. It was a year of growth and a turning point in my life. I believe that the same will happen for you this year. Like you, I too was born on a Friday and Friday’s child was born to give. You’re a very giving person no doubt, it’s in your nature. But this year I want you to give more to yourself.

Give like you never have before. Give more time to your passions, spend time with yourself, realize your dreams and write it all down. Yes, write it down, visualize it and watch it come to life. Heck that’s how I got here to NYC. You can create the life you want by willing it into existence. Yeah, it’ll be a little challenging at first but I know you can do it.


Now that you have legal access to alcohol, casinos, 21+ clubs and a lot of other bull, don’t allow yourself to be consumed by it. With more freedom comes more responsibility. You’ve seen people lose their way by getting tied up in the bull. Don’t let that happen to you. There are things and people that will limit you and try to hold you back. That is something that you cannot allow. There are limiting thoughts that probably cloud up your mind telling you that you’re incapable or you’re not enough. I’m here to tell you that those are lies. I want you to remember that you are enough and that you always have more than enough. You come from greatness and you are greatness. I pray that you continue you to see that as you grow and develop.
A friend once told me that when you pick something up you must put something else down. So now that you’re a new age, what are you picking up and what are you putting down?

The habits/routines that you develop now will be harder to break as you get older. So the time has come for you to reprogram your mind and shed the excess weight of negative people/thoughts so you can walk purposefully in your purpose. No you’re not going to have it all figured out right away and even when you think you’ve got it, sometimes life has something else in mind for you.


It’s all good because it’s all a part of your story. Your 20’s are the best years of your life. Shit, every year is the best year of your life. Enjoy it. Make it count and make it all worthwhile.

I know this is kind of lengthy so I’m going to leave you with this, this should help you get started: Be grateful for what’s working instead of focusing on what’s lacking and that gratefulness will amplify.

I love you and I know you’re going to be great. Happy Birthday young grasshopper!

Love,

Heather

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