An open letter to [Name omitted for privacy]

Dear [Name omitted for privacy],

There are many things that I do not know. I don’t know if many people have taken the time to thank you for your courage and optimism. I don’t know if those that see you on a daily basis fully appreciate who you are and what you have been able to do in the face of such adversity. I don’t know if you feel loved and supported the way that you love and support countless strangers that come across your story. I also don’t know if you know how big an impact you have had (and continue to have). So, if you will permit me, I would like to take a moment to let you know that you matter and that your candor inspires.

14 feb 2014 Hulk vs. Valentine's Day 2014

Image taken from page 221 of 'Letters from Rome to Friends in England'

A letter to the desperate youth

To whom it may apply:

Image taken from page 221 of 'Letters from Rome to Friends in England' image courtesy of The British Library

You are not the lost generation you’ve been told you are. The cause is not lost and you are not free to dismiss the future as non-existent or futile. That is the domain of the old, to look into the face of thier own mortality and see the end of all humanity. Ignorant ego dictates it.

No, your place is to be the energetic voice of optimism. You are to see what is before you and use it well. Make the changes that you resent your elders for not doing. I dare you to be the infectious hope for the future that humanity has always needed.

You’ll be old soon enough. Then you can choose for yourself…optimism or death before you are dead.

Thank you for your time,

J.L. Munn

P.S. Old is not an age. You are old only when you give up hope of the future.

Sunday Sentence, 7 December 2014

That film is a debate between me and Caleb, who always wanted to become an artist but over-committed to life; he’s a stay-at-home dad to three young girls. I always wanted to become a human being, but I overcommitted to art.