Birthday Advice to a Ten-Year-Old Me

Hey Kiddo,

Good news! You (we) are going to be ten tomorrow. You may not realize this but you are about to live one of the greatest years of your life. Don’t waste it. Please take my advice on the following:

Stay out past your curfew. The exhilaration you’ll feel on the sprint home in the dark will be worth the grounding, especially because dad will let you off the hook in the morning.

Play sports…in the grass. Don’t worry about your pants or skinning up your knees. Nothing smells better than a grass stain and a stinging raspberry is a badge of honor at your age.

Claim as many “do-overs” as you can. You won’t be able to get away with that for much longer. Trust me, I’ve tried.

Get into a fight with your best friend. Punch him in the nose. He’ll hit you back and it’ll hurt; but you’ll make up the next day. Things only get more hurtful and complicated as you get older.

You know that girl who lives on the corner? Hold her hand. I know you have never been able to finish a complete sentence in her presence and that you’re self conscious about your huge glasses; but trust me on this one, you’ll walk away from the experience with a smile on your face and a memory that will last a lifetime.

It’ll be tempting to betray your youth in the coming years. You are already a grown up in so many ways. I won’t lie, you’ll get to have some absolutely incredible experiences as you get older. That hand holding thing gets really awesome. There is, however, something really special about being ten. You’ll know more about what matters than you will at 35 and your soul will be lighter as a result.

Have fun and Happy Birthday!


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