Dear Teen Shannon,

5 Jan

This is your 22 year old self talking. You, yeah over there, the awkwardly tall, friendly girl that would wear a turtle neck and sweatpants 365 days a year if mom let me, listen up.

You will never be a member of Hanson. Sorry. Those endless hours of practicing on an air mic, guitar and drums, alone in your room, occasionally with two token friends, was for pure enjoyment. On that note, props for the mini shrine you had of the Backstreet Boys complete with ticket stubs and nice laminated posters mom splurged on. Oh, and its okay to say you have a crush on Brian Littrell. He’s super hot and single handedly harmonized that boy band. Oh and guess what?! They’re going to rejoin (minus Kevin, he’s got to be 50+ by now) with KNTOB! I know you have no idea what that strange acronym means but just know it’s Joey McIntyre’s band; you know, you have his single.

Another thing, love your height. Sure you literally tower over every boy and girl in your class from kindergarten to the seventh grade, who cares! When you move to NYC you’ll notice there are a lot of tall girls here. And when you get to college, wear heels before your junior year, its okay too.

Embrace Irish Step Dancing. I know you might feel like you’re doing it “just because” sometimes, but keep it up. You’re experiencing something that brings you closer to your heritage and later on you’ll appreciate it. Props for that few months you went on a practicing rampage and busted your ass every single day. You did get good and you know that. Remember the blisters, crying sessions from curlers, endless 5-6-7-8s, solo costumes, road trips to feis’ (competitions) up and down the east coast; remember and embrace it all because basketball is going to take over soon.

Speaking of basketball, when people, being coaches, teammates dad’s, etc. tell you you’re good – believe them and work harder. You have many people around you helping you with free throws, boxing out and shooting. Stop and thank them one day. When you get to college you’re going to work harder than you ever had in your life. But trust me; nothing is better than the adrenaline rush you’ll get after pulling down a board or making a great move. It’s worth it.

And it’s okay you’re self conscious now. You’re generally taller and bigger than everyone else your age. You’ll eventually get past it. You’ll eventually wear shorts above the knee and almost never leave the house looking like a total bum. Except when you’re real hung-over and just are too lazy to shower.

Another thing, keep praying, I know you do. When you’re older it’s going to be more difficult to find that right place. You’re in Catholic school, have been and will be till you graduate high school, so take advantage.

And thank your mother for the rhythm she has blessed you with. You may not realize it now, but the endless hours of Irish Dancing accompanied with pure genetics, you’re set for life.

That is all!



Your 22 year old self.


This was inspired by Tracey over at I’m Not Super Human. Great idea girl!


5 Responses to “Dear Teen Shannon,”

  1. Tracey @ I'm Not Superhuman January 5, 2011 at 7:33 pm #

    This was great! I know how you felt being the tall girl. Always in the back for school photos. Always taller than the boys. Turns out, being tall is pretty nice when you’re an adult!

    A link to this post is up on my post!

    • Shannon January 7, 2011 at 1:13 pm #

      Again, fantastic idea – thanks for the link!

  2. Tina @ Faith Fitness Fun January 6, 2011 at 12:37 pm #

    What a special post! It’s so fun to look back on our old selves. Shows us our growth.

    • Shannon January 7, 2011 at 1:13 pm #

      It really does … I teared up a bit writing it. Give it a try!


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