Dear Mom,
First things first, I do not tell you as much as I should, but I love you with my whole heart. You have come through for me when I needed you the most. We need each other now more than ever, so I promise to always be there when you need me as well. Though Dad was taken from both of our lives way too soon, we still have each other.
We always said to each other, thank goodness we have Dad. You and I seemed to butt heads about almost anything. While you tend to listen to your heart, I am driven by my head. Dad lived by such an even balance of both that any minor dispute we had could easily be sorted out with his reasoning. Even arguments that didn’t make any sense could be sorted out with Dad’s help. This letter isn’t about Dad, however, it’s about you.
Though I may make you feel like bad cop sometimes, I will always remember the instances where you have been a super hero. The problems I always felt I could talk to you about were never challenged or judged by you, but rather accepted. You’ve never tried to make into something I’m not, and I’ve never learned so much about self-love and appreciation from anyone else. You are an amazing person with a huge heart who gives so much to other people. Though I sometimes think you are being unreasonable, I know that you will always have my back.
It has been two long years since his death and though we may both be struggling, you have been great about taking care of everything. You’ve learned, through the help of devoted friends and patient financial advisors, how to organize all our finances, manage every account, and so much more. If anyone can do it, you can. But you also know yourself and your needs and pay attention to them, something a lot of people struggle with. Thanks for being such a cool mom, seriously, you’re probably one of the coolest in mom history.
So, here’s to you. I know how busy you are, but you also know how busy I am. I promise to always make time for you like I know you’d do for me, and to maybe take a step back and breathe when our conversations start to turn into arguments. Like you and Dad did, we need to let each other do what we need to do in order to be happy (within reason). We need to have calm interactions, something that is not easy for two very different people. We may not realize it, but we are probably more alike than we seem. I’m looking forward to be an amazing son to an amazing mom.
It’s strange how people look outside their windows for a superhero to fly around when all they can do is look inside because hey, our moms, my mom is one hell of a superhero who probably has eight hands to run her world, turning our house into one big warm home!
Yours forever,
Beta
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