My, how long has it been since I've thought of you, let alone been you. I'm sure this will sound very silly and very immature of me, writing a letter to you, my child self. It's not like you shall ever receive this letter, but, all the same, I find myself wanting to speak to you, to warn and encourage.
First off, cherish your siblings--yes, even when Lucy follows you everywhere, even when Edmund steals your chocolates, even when Peter bosses you about, going on about how he is the eldest. You'll never know how lonely you will find yourself, when you turn to ask Edmund a question, whisper a secret to Peter, or tell a joke to Lucy, only to find them gone and then remember that they've been that way for years.
Kiss your mother every chance and listen to everything she tells you; you're going to need to remember it all when you're young, because she won't be able to tell you about it when you get to be older, and she has so much to say. There's so much I wish I had asked her.
As for your father, don't worry--yes, he will come home to you all. Love and cherish him too because you're going to miss him, his voice, even the smell of tobacco in the evenings.
Cherish your friends as well; some will come and go, but keep Penny and Mary close to your heart because they won't abandon you, ever. And Laura, oh, enjoy your time with Laura while you can--she'll remain in your heart, always. And you will make other friends--oh, you wouldn't believe some of the friends you make, but they will be dear to you.
I do not mean to sound all doom and gloom--I promise, there will come a time that the bombings stop, that you'll get to grow up and get to chose what do with your life and no one will be able to take that from you. That last bit might sound odd to you, but as you grow, you'll understand it better and it'll be reassuring then.
You'll not be alone forever; you will have friends and acquaintances that will make it all bearable.
And yes, you will find yourself someone to grow old with. It may not be quite someone you would expect at your age, but times will not always be unkind to you two. What was not spoken of in the past is so commonplace now; my heart is warmer now because of it than I'd ever hoped. You'll know her when you meet her, I promise. Grace is going to love and care for you so much. And help you with so, so many things.
Which brings me to the last point. It's very important, Susan, so pay attention. Very shortly, you will leave for the country, to escape the bombings--I know this Professor Diggory might sound a little off putting, but he's really a very good man, if a bit rough around the edges. Mum told you all it will be an adventure and the truth is that she is right. Just keep an open mind about it--before and after. Especially after. Even if it hurts. Because if you don't
If you don't
Well, remember what I said. Oh, and don't feel bad when you can't stop checking the backs of closets and wardrobes, even if you know it only brings you grief. You're just human, Susan, and that's all you have to be--that might be the most important thing Grace has taught me.
And most of all, remember this--while little girls might pretend to be a princess, you are a queen, and always will be. Always.
With all my love and hope, Susan
A/N: sorry to kind of hijack this prompt, but I promised that I'd look for a prompt to make a sequel to another fill of mine and this sounded like the perfect chance. Hope you don't mind!
Chronicles of Narnia, Susan
My, how long has it been since I've thought of you, let alone been you. I'm sure this will sound very silly and very immature of me, writing a letter to you, my child self. It's not like you shall ever receive this letter, but, all the same, I find myself wanting to speak to you, to warn and encourage.
First off, cherish your siblings--yes, even when Lucy follows you everywhere, even when Edmund steals your chocolates, even when Peter bosses you about, going on about how he is the eldest. You'll never know how lonely you will find yourself, when you turn to ask Edmund a question, whisper a secret to Peter, or tell a joke to Lucy, only to find them gone and then remember that they've been that way for years.
Kiss your mother every chance and listen to everything she tells you; you're going to need to remember it all when you're young, because she won't be able to tell you about it when you get to be older, and she has so much to say. There's so much I wish I had asked her.
As for your father, don't worry--yes, he will come home to you all. Love and cherish him too because you're going to miss him, his voice, even the smell of tobacco in the evenings.
Cherish your friends as well; some will come and go, but keep Penny and Mary close to your heart because they won't abandon you, ever. And Laura, oh, enjoy your time with Laura while you can--she'll remain in your heart, always. And you will make other friends--oh, you wouldn't believe some of the friends you make, but they will be dear to you.
I do not mean to sound all doom and gloom--I promise, there will come a time that the bombings stop, that you'll get to grow up and get to chose what do with your life and no one will be able to take that from you. That last bit might sound odd to you, but as you grow, you'll understand it better and it'll be reassuring then.
You'll not be alone forever; you will have friends and acquaintances that will make it all bearable.
And yes, you will find yourself someone to grow old with. It may not be quite someone you would expect at your age, but times will not always be unkind to you two. What was not spoken of in the past is so commonplace now; my heart is warmer now because of it than I'd ever hoped. You'll know her when you meet her, I promise. Grace is going to love and care for you so much. And help you with so, so many things.
Which brings me to the last point. It's very important, Susan, so pay attention. Very shortly, you will leave for the country, to escape the bombings--I know this Professor Diggory might sound a little off putting, but he's really a very good man, if a bit rough around the edges. Mum told you all it will be an adventure and the truth is that she is right. Just keep an open mind about it--before and after. Especially after. Even if it hurts.
Because if you don't
If you don't
Well, remember what I said. Oh, and don't feel bad when you can't stop checking the backs of closets and wardrobes, even if you know it only brings you grief. You're just human, Susan, and that's all you have to be--that might be the most important thing Grace has taught me.
And most of all, remember this--while little girls might pretend to be a princess, you are a queen, and always will be. Always.
With all my love and hope,
Susan
A/N: sorry to kind of hijack this prompt, but I promised that I'd look for a prompt to make a sequel to another fill of mine and this sounded like the perfect chance. Hope you don't mind!