Monday, January 28, 2019

A Letter To Myself 15 years ago

I did one of these three years ago. But since I just turned 30 and that seems like a huge deal to me I thought I would write another one and sort of compare them, to see if I truly have grown or whether or not that was just a lie that my parents told me for years; that with age comes wisdom.

 Dear 15 year old Kimi,
                  It's your sophomore year of high school. This means you will be able to get your licence in just a few months! But you have no idea what this year will bring you. In a mere few months the idea of getting a licence is tossed aside, and your only focus becomes living. In terms of life, loss and every step in between. You've been trying to become your own person this year, trying to step out of the shadow of your extroverted big sister, but nevertheless getting asked whenever you say your last name is Sorensen, Oh are you Christina's sister?" But you will be asked many questions throughout the next few years, and I hate to break it to you, but none of them have very uplifting answers. But you will stand despite all the hardship you face. Because living becomes your only goal, and you will learn the true meaning of the word. You will realize that it doesn't simply mean breathing; that it doesn't simply mean the monotonous day to day everyone complains about. Over the next 15 years, you will spend more days in the hospital than at home. You will have to relearn things you never thought about, such as talking, walking, and writing your name. But you will wear every hardship you encounter as a chain of diamonds. You will just add to them with each experience you encounter.  Every scar another story.

                 This may sound strange, but relish in the horrible times. Because it's during these horrible things that happen to you---they will force you to see how good you had it. You will miss out on a lot, but don't worry, you will make up for it. The toll that the next 15 years will take on your entire family is immeasurable. Whenever your mom says, "yeah but you were sick", as almost an excuse, again and again, in measuring how sick you were before, you will wonder, will I ever not be sick? You've stepped into unknown territory. Territory with fire around it, but a pot of gold in the center, and you will spend the rest of your life chasing that pot of gold while trying not to be burned in the process.  Yes the fire leaves its scars; but somehow you learn to live with the pain that the fire brings to your life. You will learn how to hide the pain from nearly everybody. But in the midst of the fire around you, you lose yourself, find yourself, again, recreate yourself, and learn some pretty amazing lessons in the meantime. You will do things you never would have done had you not gotten sick. Such as having a toy drive for the child life department at Comer, because you want other kids to feel that joy you felt, at Christmas 2005, when you opened your eyes in the morning and there were presents all over your bed. You were always curious about how celebrities felt, and you will get a tiny taste of this yourself, when your Thank you party for the nurses is heard about by the University of Chicago press, and your story is  featured in their paper, however even the good things in life come with a cost. Your hard times, will continue to be a bit of a precursor to everything you do in life. People will always say, "Oh if I was sick, XXX, oh  my gosh I can't believe how she does it. All while you're just wanting to be treated like a normal young adult.

                 You help people in your own small way, and the words of hundreds of friends, help you even more. I know carrying the burden of chronic pain, as well as the uncertainty of your illness, seems impossible at times, but if you look to the people who are around you, you will gain strength from them, and you will realize you have to keep going. You have to keep doing what Dr. Curry said, and staying alive so that technology can catch up to you.  Just remember Kimi, don't take life to seriously, slow down, that's what your illness forced you to do, remember? It caused you to look at your life like it could be taken away at any point. You just celebrated your 30th birthday three days ago, something that 13 years ago, Dr. Curry was unsure if you would ever see. And yes, you've made the most of every additional day you have gotten. But just do me a favor. Don't stop.

Love Always,
Birdie