Dear 10 year old me,

The boy that keeps prank calling your house becomes a felon when he grows up.  (See, it all starts somewhere.)

Just because your mom is going to get married, doesn't mean that she doesn't love you anymore.

Your period is going to start next summer and it's really going to suck-for a lot of years.

When you are 32, you are still going to remember that your teacher told you that you're just smart enough to be dangerous.

Your spelling bee award doesn't really set you apart when you grow up.  Everyone has spell-check.

And as much as you really believe it and try to convince the kids on the playground, the Rapture isn't really going to take place on 1/1/91.

Love, Jill