Home on the Mountain

Dear future me, I hope you’re somewhere peaceful,

Waking up to mountains underneath a sky so blue.

A dark-brown house sitting high upon the hillside,

Big backyard, warm porch, watching the sunset outside.

Three little voices running through the hallway,

Two dogs chasing each other through the grass all day.

Your husband beside you, coffee in his hands,

And somehow you finally became the woman you had planned.

Do you remember the nights you cried,

Wondering if you’d ever make it out alive?

All the days you felt like you were barely holding on,

Look at you now… look how far you’ve gone.

Welcome home, future me,

You finally found the life you dreamed you’d see.

No more running, no more feeling trapped,

Just mountain air and a life you built from scratch.

You’re healthy, you’re happy, you’re finally free,

With your babies laughing underneath those trees.

And if you ever wonder if the pain was worth the fight,

Look around that house—

You made it to the other side.

I hope you’re wearing scrubs somewhere you belong,

Helping someone else keep fighting when their road gets long.

Working in medicine, doing something that means more,

Knowing every hard day brought you closer to that door.

I hope you learned to love your body through every season,

Stopped blaming yourself for things beyond your reason.

I hope your health is good, your heart feels strong,

And you finally believe you were never doing life wrong.

And when those three little ones come running through the door,

You realize you got everything you were fighting for.

A family of your own, a love that feels like home,

A place where nobody has to wonder if they belong.

So future me, don’t forget today,

The girl who kept going when she wanted to break.

She carried every scar, every dream, every fear,

Just hoping someday this life would appear.

If you ever get busy, stop and look around,

Listen to those little footsteps running through the house.

Hold your husband close, let the dogs run wild,

And thank the girl who refused to give up on this life.

Welcome home, future me,

This is everything you promised you would someday see.

A dark-brown house on the side of a mountain,

Three little lives and love overflowing.

Two dogs in the backyard, sunlight through the trees,

A career that matters, a heart that can breathe.

You’re healthy, you’re loved, you’re finally free—

And every version of you

Led you here to be.

So if you ever miss the girl you used to be,

Remember… she dreamed of becoming you.

And somewhere on that mountain,

She finally came true.