An Open Letter To My Nephew

An Open Letter To My Nephew

You have changed me, for the better, and you can do that to the world, too.


As I write this in my college dorm room, you are two years old. In the two years that you have been alive (and also the nine months you were in mommy's belly), I have loved you. You constantly remind me of what being joyful and blessed is about, and teach me things I may not have recognized about myself. I treat you as my own son, and always will, even once I have my own children to care for. I have been there when your mommy was ill when she was pregnant, when you were born, your first holidays, your first of many. I have watched you grow into the cutest, meanest, sweetest, and most outgoing little monster, and would change nothing about you. Your sweet laugh when I do the smallest thing silly, your relaxed face as you snore in my arms, and the scowl in between your eyes when you don't understand something, is what I look forward to every time I am with you.

Now that I am far away from you, I cherish the FaceTime calls where your precious little self is sitting in the carseat while MiMi drives, or when you're running around the house looking for parts of your train set. Just because I am not there with you now, doesn't mean I don't want to be. I know it is confusing not seeing KeKe near as often as you're used to, and the concept of a cell phone is only half way relevant to you, but as long as you run and squeal when I walk through the front door of the house, I know that you remember me. Also, just because I am gone doesn't mean that I never think about you, because, trust me, I do.

I see all of the Facebook posts MiMi posts about you, or what you're doing. I miss you, and I miss being able to experience your growth, but it is all worth it when I am able to spend time with you during breaks. You have changed me, for the better, and I only hope you realize once you're older that you can do that to everyone. You're incredibly smart, Masin, and you can change the world. Your voice will be heard and you will go so far in life, if you just remember what you have done to me, in only a short amount of time. That impact will help you plentiful in life, if you use your full potential in everything you do (which I know you will, because you've been raised to do so).

I just want to reiterate how much I love you, Masin. I want you to grow up and be all that you wish for, and don't let anyone get in the way of it. I hope you never go through troubling times, even though I know it is inevitable. Dream big, and you can conquer anything. Be sweet and kind to all that you meet, and make sure that you are always a gentleman.

You can obviously not read this letter, and I'm not sure if you will be able to get ahold of it once you're old enough, but the words are spoken in multitudes. I tell you these things all the time, but to be able to share your beautiful soul and abilities is something you deserve, even at this small age.

I love you so much buddy,


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Dear Mom, I Hope You Know

I hope you know that I am here for you--until the very end.

Dear Mom,

I hope you know that I appreciate you.

You are the hardest working woman I know, continuously putting your family before yourself. Thank you for doing all of the tedious jobs that no one wants to do like keeping the house in order, cooking the food, and doing the laundry. Thank you for constantly putting up with my siblings and I. Thank you for always supporting us in our interests and hobbies. Thank you for investing in our daily lives and listening to our minor problems. Thank you for always loving us unconditionally.

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I hope you know I'm sorry.

I know I can be a big pain in the butt sometimes, and for that I'm sorry. I'm sorry for yelling at you, arguing with you, not listening to you, and making dumb decisions at times, but thank you for loving me anyways. Thank you for helping me stand back up, teaching me right from wrong, and pushing me to be the very best version of me.

I hope you know your love inspires me.

You live your life with a love that is contagious. Whether its nurturing love, tough love, friendly love, or romantic love, you have it all and you show it daily. The love you and Dad share is something I hope to find one day and the love you have for your family is evident in the way you constantly put us first.

I hope you know that you are my biggest role model and hero.

Ever since I was a little girl, you have been the person I have looked to in my life. You are strong, independent, confident, loving, supportive, and nurturing-- everything I strive to be as a woman and as a future mother. You give the best advice, even when I don't always take it. Though, I should know better by now because mothers always know best. Without you in my life, I honestly don't know where I'd be.

I hope you know that you are my best friend.

Not only are you my biggest cheerleader supporting me in everything I do, you are the person I talk to about everything, whether it's good or bad. I'm honestly so thankful for the relationship we share because I've had countless screwups and you literally give the best advice. Seriously, thank you for being the person I can count on at all times, at any time of the day or even night to just talk with. I mean we really do have some of the best conversations, best laughs, best cries (when needed), and the most fun watching cheesy chick flicks together or going on crazy shopping adventures.

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I hope you know that I am here for you--until the very end.

I don't mean to make you cry or anything -- even though you probably already are, but I want you to know that when the time comes, I'm going to be there for you just like all of these years you've been here for me. I will be there to support you, talk with you, laugh with you, cry with you, and love you for all of my life.

Honestly, I can't really imagine my life without you -- but it doesn't matter because I wouldn't be here without you, so here's to you.

Thank you for being you.

Love you lots!

Your daughter.

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Poetry On Odyssey: Poems On Friendship

It can kill you or revive you, but whatever the case, it will change your life.


A Poem Beginning with the Death of Caesar

Et tu, Brute?—Then fall Caesar.

[He dies.]

The stab wasn't what killed him,


Caesar truly died of a broken heart.


upon seeing his best friend involved in the conspiracy,

Caesar could no longer find the strength to live in this world.

I can't say I blame him.

A bond with a best friend,

a true best friend,

is deeper than family,

deeper than marriage.

They are your soulmate.

But that kind of relationship is a mutual thing.

It may be unspoken,


but it is mutual.

The pain of finding out a best friendship isn't mutual is unbearable.

The rejection is one thing,

but there's almost always an accompanying betrayal.

That's the real knife,

the real stab.

It twists in your heart and,

instead of blood,

makes tears flow.

And you stare at the one you loved so much,

wishing you could just disappear or die.

But you aren't Caesar,

they aren't Brutus,


though the pain is there,

the knife isn't.

So you live,

wondering when the pain will end.

Still Fourteen - Beginning with a Line by Shakespeare

To me fair friend you never can be old

because you will always be fourteen,

awkward but happy-go-lucky,

with jacked-up teeth and mousy brown hair.

You knew no pain then,

not really,

and you were refreshing to my already tortured mind.

You made my dark times easier,

holding a flashlight out for me to find you,

even though you never knew what you were really doing.

Things are a little different now.

You have experienced pain and heartbreak,

despite my very best efforts to help you otherwise,

but I was there with a flashlight for you,

returning the favor.

You now know the full extent of all you did for me,

which makes it harder for me to hide my pain from you,

but I know that's for the best.


time has flown by the last eight years,

and every time I see you,

I still see the awkward fourteen-year-old in my algebra class,

asking if I want to work with her.

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