A letter to myself, circa 1990, by Deb Katie
Dear Katie, Oh, Katie, Katie, Katie. There are a lot of things I could tell you but won’t, because as tempting as it would be to give you all the lottery numbers and sports scores, that would change a lot of things that I’d just as soon not change. Instead, I’ll just tell you that, yes, this is definitely your awkward stage. And yes, you will grow out of it….