This is a letter I wrote to an older "Olivia" but it was inspired by someone who struggles with fearing she won't go to heaven out of the worry she will make the wrong decisions. This letter is for her... and for others who may feel like her.
Barbie had everything she could ever want. A wardrobe that would fit any occasion, from work to play, from beaches to weddings. She always had a smile on her face. A beautiful dream house that was never messy, and it never fell apart. In Barbie's dream house there was no room for hardship, or anything that wasn't happy. Barbie never looked in the mirror, and didn't like what she saw. She wasn't insecure, and didn't have confidence issues. She never felt like she wasn't enough.