2013
I love you mom.
You raised me all by yourself without any help from my dad. You went through so much and I wasn't old enough to see that you were struggling. I know now that you were doing the best you could.
You stood by me through everything. You chased bullies away from me when they'd follow me home from school. You supported me when I came out as gay (you didn't even make a big deal out of it.. thank you).
I regret that I stopped opening up to you.
We used to have a lot of fun together and I'm really sad that I moved away. When I visited with the family at Christmas after being away for months I realized that I have been taking everybody fore granted.
I know now that you just wanted what was best for me.
I regret that we fought so much in the past. When two damaged people are living under one roof it's hard not to.
I regret all of the hurtful things I've ever said to you out of anger. I find myself remembering when I was younger I couldn't even go to sleepovers because I'd be calling you after 20 minutes to come pick me up (because I missed you).
I remember the arts and crafts we'd do together. I remember the fact that you made me wear floaties in the pool until I was like 10. I remember having training wheels on my bike even though I knew how to ride a bike.
You were always looking out for me and I see that now.
Thank you
For working pretty much every single day so that I could eat. I didn't have expensive clothes and electronics, but I had the essentials. You raised me without any child support from my dad.
You are the type of person who can go out and party and still get up the next day and work.
You're an inspiration.