Dear mom,
I don't think I'm still old enough to tell you everything I think and feel towards you. Maybe I'll never be able to tell you everything I want to when I imagine your face. I'll never be able to learn all the world with which I could describe you because those words aren't made up yet.
But I'll try. I'm giving you this letter with a lot of thanks and love. It's always implies that kids love their mothers naturally, but how many of them and how often do they tell that to their mothers? Mothers concern and love is natural but mothers show it everyday, they repeat it, like they are on some kind of life lasting test. That's why I'm writing to you from all my heart how much I love you. If I could, I'd collect all the kisses from this world and give them to you. With all the smiles in the world I'd cover your face, so that you are always happy because you are that one person that gives me energy and happiness. I don't like it when I see you sad or concerned. Not even for my temperature, nor for the forgotten sandwich or for my bad grade. If I could have one wish it would say "i wish my mom was always happy, never worried and that she always happy and that she has a smile on her face". I can feel it when something is bothering you, even if you don't show it. You are always there for me to cheer me up, to advise me, but when I look at you I know what you're feeling. Thank you for all the strength you have in me. Even when it's hard, even when it's sad, you always go throw it all like a real hero. You know how much I enjoy watching tv with you, going to grandmas, going shopping. Thank you for all those sleepless nights because of me, thank you for all those bedtime stories in those colorful pjs, for all your surprises you made for me. I'll never forget how happy you make me for every birthday. That time when you organized that my favorite athlete comes to my birthday party, or when you bought me my very own first dog, or when you took me to New York. Thank you for all the support that you show me to my every attempt in sports or music. Thank you for understanding all my stupid ideas (which you tolerate). I love you mom! You are my magician, my good fairy. And I'll never understand from where do you get all that strength to take all those years which were hard. That's why I admire you and every time I fall, I remember how you always got up and never let anything get you down, to stop you.
And at the end, I'm sorry for all the things I caused, for all those tears that other night, for all those words I told you without even thinking and for my every bad decision. Despite that, I still love you the same way and you mean a lot to me. Don't ever forget that!
With love,
your daughter.
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