Letter to Myself

Last week I jumped on the national band wagon and saw the new Sandra Bullock and Keanu Reeves movie "The Lake House." My wife and I needed a night away from the kids and I have to say the movie did live up to the hype. Half chic flick half mystery, it really was a good movie. And it did what I value most in a movie and that is get me thinking. The basic premise of the movie is that these two people are in love yet somehow they are living two years apart. I cannot explain how this happens and the movie does not attempt to, the lovely suspension of belief that allows us to accept realities otherwise not possible if not for being in our imagination. But if I could write a letter to myself who was two years ago I wonder what I would say...Would that letter be any different than the letter I would write to myself who may be two years from now? I would hope that if I had the chance to speak back in time I would have more to say than simple cliches and information about the future. Love the family more and put your money on the White Sox in 06 may be useful but I think there is more to be said than that. I think my letter in it's simplest form may simply say something to the effect of, 'don't forget that one day you will not be where you are now, but the way you live there will affect how you live here. The moment you are in right now is circumstantially gone but it still exists in your soul. Your heart and soul is perfect record of everything you do and how you live. So please take a moment and consider that what you are doing right now is affecting me still today.