60 things I wish I could tell my 19 year old self

My mother died when I was 19 years old. I wished she were around to give me nuggets of wisdom. I ended up praying to my mom asking for guidance whenever I stumbled along the way. Most of the time, I was on my own with the help of my siblings. We often talked among ourselves and try to resolve our challenges. Most importantly, I learned to nurture my inner child.1 I learned the art of loving my inner child after I realized that there were many aspects of my life that were left unresolved. Now that I am older and wiser, I look back and talk to my 19 year old self because it was the year before I met my husband. I guess I would have been a better me, if I knew all this then. For podcasters like myself use the code. "CoffeeBreak" at podmetrics.co