Coming back…

I know, I know… it’s been a while. Longer than a while. It’s been months! So much has happened since the last entry. Despite everything, I fully intend to pen and complete the series of letters to myself at age 18. This is more of an explanation as to why I haven’t written in so…

A Letter to My 18-Year-Old Self (Part II)

Dear Mathieu, You are nobody’s little boy anymore. This is the only thought you have at this moment as you stand over your Diddy’s lifeless body.  Your aunt holds him tight, tears streaming from her brown eyes.  You know that whatever soul inhabited his body for 81+ years is no longer present.  While you wouldn’t…

A Letter to My 18-Year-Old Self (Part I)

Dear Mathieu, What an exciting time for you!  Here you are, 18, now a high school graduate, preparing to enter Huntingdon College in Montgomery, Alabama.  You will major in Theatre and minor in Communications since acting, directing and public speaking are your passions. You will make the decision to move out of your grandfather, Diddy’s,…