I want to let you know that this letter will not even come close to explaining the love and gratitude that I have for you; however, I hope this comes close. There are so many things that I want you to know, but let me first start off by saying thank you. Thank you for being my shoulder to cry on, thank you for always listening to the latest gossip, thank you for always being just a phone call away, but most importantly, thank you for showing me what unconditional love actually is. I am very grateful for all of the typical "mom duties" that you have fulfilled each and every day of my life, but my gratitude towards all of the ways that you have gone above and beyond as my mom is indescribable. I know it seems as if your actions have gone unnoticed or unappreciated many of times, but I want you to know that they have never gone unnoticed.
“Would My Mom Be Proud of Me?” – A Grieving Twenty Something
Again and again I would call my mom while she was at working begging asking for her to come home. She worked second shift as a nurse for much of my childhood. My mom was working hard to help her patients and there I was crying on the other end of the phone.
This is the hardest question for me. There was a lot that went into this moment- misleading information from my parents, ignorance on my part, fear of the future, resentment on both sides… neither of us were right or wrong in that moment. Sometimes I try to compare myself to her to see if I could possibly measure up…. My mom was gracious, kind, moral, intelligent, strong, and full of integrity. All the things I want to be.