10 Lessons for My Younger Self (Reflections Before Turning 44)
I’ll be 44 this December, but the realizations came early. I’ve been moving through what feels like both quite sadness and a deep awakening. There are days when I feel lost, unsure of what’s next — yet something inside me refused to give up. Maybe that’s the part of me that has always known: this life, with all its twist, was chosen for a reason.
I’ve been reflecting on what I would tell my younger self — the dreamer, the worrier, the girl who saw shadows and heard whispers others didn’t understand. She didn’t know it then, but she was already walking a sacred path — one that would teach her resilience, self-love, and faith in divine timing.
Here are ten lessons I’d tell her now.
Remember when a teacher once said, “You chose your parents before coming to Earth”? — Believe it. Astrology will show you why your soul pocked this exact story to grow through.
Stop acting like a victim. You are the main character of your story — divinely guided, never forgotten. (See number 1. )
Love yourself more. Be your own best friend. You’ve been waiting for you all along.
You are capable of doing hard things — grace and grit live inside you.
Learn to love numbers. They’re not the enemy; they’re energy, just like everything else.
You are worthy - of money, success, love and peace. You always were.
Don’t chase love. You are love. You carry it wherever you go.
Remember the shadows and mystical noises you experienced as a child? You’re not crazy — maybe those were your guides. I know it was scary, but it’s going to be okay.
It’s not your responsibility to solve your parents’ or grandparents' problems. You are here to break the generational patterns — and you’re doing it.
Dream big. You can do it. Remember when you wanted to live in the USA? You did it.
Closing Reflections:
These realizations came early for a reason. Maybe my soul wanted me to remember — before another year begins — that I’m not behind, I’m exactly where I’m meant to be.
I may still have moments of doubts or sadness, but I’ve also learned that those feeling don’t cancel out strength. They reveal it. At 44, I’m not waiting for a new version of myself to appear — I’m the woman I’ve always been becoming.