Dear 50 Year Old Me

Dear 50 Year-Old Me,

Remember me?  I am you when you were 20.  Think about it.  Only 20 years old.

Look at yourself.  How have you changed?  Have you gotten thinner?  Have you gotten fatter?  Have you gained some muscle?  Have you lost some fat?  Has your voice changed?  Are you bald, or is your hair down to your knees?  Is your hair still brown, or are you grey?  Do you have many wrinkles, or are you baby faced?

Did you graduate from college?  Did you go to graduate school?  If so, what did you get a masters degree in?  Did you get a doctorate?

Are you married?  Are you single?  Are you (God forbid) divorced?  How many children do you have? 1? 2? 3? 10?

Do you still believe in God?  Do you still attend church regularly?  Are you still Lutheran?  Do you still do sound for a church?  Do you even still go to St. Matthew?  Do you even live in Logan anymore?

Just before typing this letter to you, I read the Song of Songs for Jesus Through The Ages class at Capital University.  Remember Dr. Bryant?  I liked it.  It details the love between a man and a woman.  Do you still think homosexual marriage should be legal?  Remember when you did?

Do you still like to learn about the history of the Bible?  Do you still like to learn about the Reformation and Martin Luther?

Do you still have contact with your friends from high school?  How about from college?  Are you or were you in a band with folks from Capital?  Did you go on the road and make it big?

Do you still think about Logan?  Do you still think about working in the yard gardening or trimming trees?  Do you frequently think about the bipolar weather?

Do you still suffer from depression?

Did you survive past 2012?  God, I hope so.


See you in 30 years!
Jess