Dear, 20 year old, me.

If I could write a letter. And show it to myself, when I was 20. What would I say.
The most important things that come to mind:
I love that you're a romantic, self, but its not always practical. You'll see.
20 is a number, not adulthood. It is a cross between leaving high school & visiting dorms.
Adulthood is experience.
Experience can happen to a 15 year old or a 35 year old.
Your first love, will always hurt. Sorry.
Family is always important, don't take them for granted.
Walk away the first time.

& other wise cliche things come to mind.

But really, I think about how romantic I was at 20, how much I didn't know. I wistfully think about those times and wish that I could erase some memories to gain that child like romanticism...
But I am also thankful for reality.

I would tell myself -- to stay in reality after all.

I guess I wouldn't spend a lot of time on regrets... Everything lead me to such a remarkable road.

You can't regret your road... It's acceptable to dislike some of the pit stops... They waste time getting to the final. But stretching can be good...

Well, now I guess, I would wrap it up, Hey 20 year old me, you're not so far off. Keep going. You're doing just fine. In the end, I wouldn't tell myself too much. I don't like surprises, but they are really good for me.

Sincerely,
Me. at almost 30.