I’m honored today to be posting over at my friend Preston Yancey’s blog.
He’s doing this cool series called “Conversations with Ourselves” in which the author addresses the Past Self through the voice of the Present Self…or vice versa.
It’s an intriguing prompt, and it took me a really long time to figure out how to come at it. I have all these thoughts and feelings about my old On-Fire persona.
These days, I am mostly just learning to love her.
I hope you will join me over at Preston’s blog this morning (and if you have time, check out a couple of other posts from this interesting series. There have been some amazing ones.)
Here’s how it starts.
During her sixteenth summer, Lake Michigan is her version of freedom.
She imagines that after she’s finished with this Driver’s Ed business – those long mornings of cautionary videos – she’ll drive here whenever she wants. Lake Cook Road is a straight shot to Chicago’s suburban Glencoe beach, and she imagines going with That One Boy in the early mornings to read their Bibles together and pray. She imagines sweet kisses as the sun rises. (Continue reading here)