Dear Little Buddies,
One day, you might find yourself standing on a subway platform in New York, long after the train has pulled away.
The station feels colder than usual. A distant saxophone echoes down the tunnel. People rush by, disappearing into turnstiles and lives you’ll never know. And there you are – still, quiet, wondering why you couldn’t move fast enough. Why you hesitated. Why the world kept going when you felt frozen in place.
Maybe it was your dream job. Maybe a person you loved. Maybe a version of yourself you hoped would have arrived by now. It hurts – that feeling of being left behind. Like your life is stalled, and everyone else is already on their way.
But here’s the thing, love: this isn’t your last train.
The New York subway doesn’t stop running. Trains come late. Trains change routes. Some are too crowded to get on. Some are express, skipping all the stops you thought you needed. Some are quiet rides home after nights that changed you. Some are loud, packed with strangers and stories brushing past yours for just a moment.
Missing one doesn’t mean missing them all.
There will be mornings when the world overwhelms you – the noise, the pressure, the blur of expectations. Days when the lights feel too bright and your heart too dim. Days when you just want to disappear into the crowd and not be noticed at all.
But even in those moments, I need you to remember:
You are not broken. You are becoming.
So do the little things. Pick up your coffee. Hold the door for someone. Sit in the corner seat, put on your headphones, and let the rhythm of the train steady you. Life is still moving – maybe not how you planned, but it’s moving. And you’re still here. You’re still showing up. That matters more than you know.
Eventually, the train will come – a different one, maybe a better one. You’ll get on. The doors will close. The city will blur past, and you’ll realize: everything you thought you lost was just waiting for you down the line.
And when that moment comes, I hope you smile.
Because you made it.
And I’m proud of you.
With love always!
