Throughout my life people have come and gone, but through all the ups and downs there is truly only one person I know I can rely on: my mom. Ever since I was a child, whenever a situation would arise or I just needed a shoulder to cry on she was there to not only comfort me, but to teach me how to take the reins and solve problems on my own. She raised me to be kind and trustworthy, however taught me to not let those qualities be taken advantage of. My mom brought music to my life by bringing me to my first musical when I was only six months old, despite the naysayers. She has put me first her whole life and I am forever grateful. She helped me become the person I am today and without her I don't know where I would be.
Dear Mom,
Hi. I miss you. I miss you more than you could know. I know I don’t call as much as I should, I know I don’t talk to you about the important things as much as you’d like and I know all you want is to hear from me. I’m fine. I’m having fun, making memories and living life to the fullest. Yes, I’m doing my homework and studying. Making sure I keep my grades up… all the stuff you want to hear. And of course there will be ups and downs, but I have found a group of people to be my family away from home. Not to replace you, that could never happen. I will always need you. It may not seem that way with my phone calls dwindling and my texts mainly pertaining to food shortages, but I do. This new experience has just opened a door to a new type of freedom, and learning to balance everything is starting to become a challenge. Not only budgeting my time for friends, homework and food; but time to call home and talk to the people that matter the most. I’m trying to do better, but it’s a real struggle.
I miss your laugh, our weird inside jokes and even your sneeze that could shake the world if you tried hard enough. I miss complaining to you and driving around just to find the right place to eat. Speaking of which, I really miss your food. Miley dining is beginning to grow old, I’m tired of eating bagels each morning and I’m out of easy mac. Hard to believe I’d take the food I used to jokingly criticize over this, but trust me on certain days I would. But mostly I miss you. I promise I’ll remember to call soon. And when I do it won’t be me asking for you to send something.
Love your favorite only child,
Megan
P.S: Hi Dad! Miss you too! Love you! I'll call you soon! When I come home I promise I'll compliment your hair and the grass. Please send me food.
