As I’ve gotten older, I’ve realized that the relationship I have with you is precious and rare. Whenever I talk about you, my friends rant about how lucky I am to have such a special relationship with you where you are my bestest friend and my mom. So, this is just a letter to remind you how much I love you and how much you mean to me.
For starters, I want to say how much I love you. I sometimes say it too much, the point where it could lose its meaning, but everytime I say it I mean it. You’re my hero, everything that you do does not go unnoticed (even though you think it does). You make everything look so easy and do everything without flaw, it is incredible. Since I have gotten to college and being so far from you, it has made me realize how I could not live without your humor and guidance through these crazy last couple of moths. You have the biggest heart of gold who will always give the shirt off her back to help those you love and that is something I admire the most. The relationship we have as always reminded me of Lorelai and Rory in Gilmore Girls and I wouldn’t want it any other way.
Next, is the most important paragraph that will probably have to be split into two. Thank you for everything you do. Thank you for the life lessons. Thank you for never judging me for any decision that I choose to make. Thank you for standing by my side whether I am right or wrong. Thank you for the unconditional love, I know there is nothing I can do that would make you love me even less. Thank you for being my moon, my sun, and all of my stars. Thank you for being my backbone. Thank you for being my shoulder to cry on, whether if your in the next room or 500 miles away. I know the words ‘thank you’ are sometimes as meaningless as the words ‘I’m sorry’, but I mean all of the above from the bottom of my heart.
Now for the less wordy thank yous, but definitely the ones that mean the most. Thank you for hosting sleepover birthday parties from the ages of 6-10, I know having twelve pre-teen girls running around your house was not the way you would have wanted to spend a Friday night but I hold those memories with my childhood friends so close. Thank you for the never ending bowls of chicken soup on those sick days, I will never stop looking forward to them (being in college has made me realize that being sick without your chicken soup makes it 100x worse). Thank you for the random shopping trips and having to hide the crazy amounts of clothes from dad. Thank you for the unfunny jokes that only make you laugh and make me cringe, I think of them when I find it hard to find things to laugh about. Thank you for listening to my overly dramatic drama that is never as dramatic as I make it seem, but always matching up to my dramatic level. Thank you for telling me your honest opinion on my outfit choices and not letting me walk out looking crazy. Thank you for never getting annoyed at my random phone calls throughout the day to tell you what I ate for lunch, I just thought you should know that the grilled cheese I had from Hilltop was grosser than the last. I know these are insignificant things, but these are the moments that I will take with me always.
Lastly, I want to say I’m sorry. I’m sorry for all the times I fought with you when I was having a bad day and just had to take out my anger on someone. I’m sorry for the years where I thought hanging out with my mom instead of friends wasn’t cool, because you are the coolest lady in the world. I’m sorry for the times I have let you down even when you say I didn’t. I’m sorry I don’t do the house chores that you ask me to do about 20 times and then yell when you ask me for the 21st time. I never mean to get angry at you or yell, and if I ever made you cry, know that from the deepest parts of me, I’m sorry because I love you more than anyone could ever love.
So, thank you mom for everything you do. I love you to the moon and back and if I’m even a quarter of the mother you are, I will have succeeded.