“Dear Di – I hope you’re still called Di. To my future self – you must still stand tall – that ballet training could never leave your body. You must still laugh throughout the day, because nothing would be so grand without. I imagine your hair to still be short, perhaps already a kid, or two on the hip. You must still dance in every possible moment and occasion that is remotely fitting! And, of course – I do not doubt that you have never stopped embracing
my your younger self.” Happy 27th Birthday, Little Lamb.