Dear Mama,
Te acuerdas?
Do you remember when I had to buy my clarinet? And how I cried because I knew I'd be the only student without an instrument? Do you remember coming home at 11 PM with my first instrument? Do you remember buying me my trombone? And telling me that if it was something I really wanted, that you'd get it for me?
I remember when you would try to help me with my homework. I remember you going to school to learn English. You did so much to support me and my academic career.
Do you remember when we would have our arguments? You always were so wise. My perspective would shift every time you brought in your perspective. You respected yourself and challenge yourself as a single mother. I have never met a stronger woman than you.
I remember coming home to you after any long day of school. I, sometimes, would be upset, because of what would have happened (a bad quiz, an argument, etc.). But the minute I came home -- my school problems went away. At least for a while, as we talked.
This is my second year of college, and I'm still struggling with how to time-manage my homework, deadlines, friends, and family. And what's worse is that I'm ~2,700 miles from you and we don't get to talk as much as I'm sure we'd like to.
I'm sorry that I don't call you as much as you'd probably want me to. I promise to try harder to talk to you (whether it's via text messaging, phone calls, etc.). I'm sorry that I can't visit as much as I'd like to. Unfortunately, money problems burden me.
I miss your advice (even though sometimes, I wouldn't take it). I miss your presence. It feels weird not coming home to you anymore (even though it's been about 2+ years -- you'd think I'd get used to it, but I haven't).
I know we don't agree at times, but I do appreciate your words of advice. I know we butt heads, but you've managed to stay by my side when I needed you. Thank you for exchanging secrets with me. Thank you for letting me be me, and letting me grow as a person. I know I may not contact you often, but not a day goes by where I don't think about you.
Thank you for pushing me to be the best. Thank you for telling me that I was the best. Thank you for telling me that having humility does not mean I should not have pride. Thank you for protecting me. Thank you for believing in me when no one else might have. Thank you for trying to be involved with my life. Even with your hectic life, you still managed to send and "I love you. Have a good day." text.
It's because of you that I've developed into the being that I am today. Through your experiences, I have learned what it is like to truly be a strong, independent woman. Thank you for being my first best friend. Thank you for showing me a love that is truly indestructible.
It makes me sad that I can't see you much. It breaks my heart. I know that sometimes, I wouldn't tell you much about my personal life, but you always provided comfort in some aspect. I don't know what I did to deserve you, but all I can say is that I thank the universe for giving me you. I promise to continue making you proud. I promise to be a great daughter. Thank you for loving me. Thank you for mothering me. Thank you for being you.
Con amor,
Tu hija
