To My Aunt or Second Mom, or Grandparent figure, whichever works,
You took on second mom. You took me shopping like I was your own daughter, granting me anything I wished while still keeping me in check regarding the price tag. You cheered at my sports games and packed me snacks for day camp like it was your god-given job. Showing you around my beloved college on one hand was one of the most exciting days I can think of but on the other hand, felt so normal since you are so involved in my day-to-day life.
Mom-mom died when I was nine, you stepped into that role before, during, and after I had Mom-mom around. Grandparents day at school, you were there. Stocking the house, prior to my arrival, with any snack I ever mentioned I enjoyed. You made sleep-overs at your house the greatest 24 hours, filled with your famous brownies, bowling, shopping, and anything you could possibly think of to make me happy.
Yes, you spoil me, support me, and love me. But you do so much more, the title of aunt just doesn’t do justice. You have proven to me what unconditional love is. You stuck with me even when I didn’t call you when I promised I would and when I wasn’t as appreciative for your thoughtfulness as I could be. You listened to my rambles and rants about life’s minor frustrations like they were your own. You taught me what it means to make someone feel like the most important person in your life.
Thank you for giving me my Uncle. A man who has made me laugh harder than anyone else and guided me through my toughest life decisions. You two make the duo I hope to find some day.
I love you. I love the bond we have and the forever I have in you.
Love,
Your Taylor





















