Mama, because I am a broke college student and I can not afford a gift, I am writing this open letter to show my appreciation for you. I'm not one to get sappy, you know this. But I am not ashamed to admit that I did cry while writing this. Maybe get some tissues?
Dear Mama,
Happy Birthday! Thank you for everything you've ever done for me.
First of all, I love you a lot. I don't say it nearly as often as I should, but you know I do. And I know you love me too. I know not every 20-year-old girl has her mother to help her get through the most pivotal moments of her life, so I feel extremely blessed to have you in my life.
Thank you for being my mom.
I may not be your only child, but I am your only daughter. And I haven't made life easy for you. Everything from refusing to eat vegetables to putting an entire state between us; I did it. I've probably pissed you off in every way imaginable. I'm stubborn and forgetful and bratty at times, but that doesn't mean I take you for granted. In fact, I can't possibly thank you for everything you've ever done for me because you've done so much. I could thank you a million time's and it still wouldn't be enough.
You've always been my biggest supporter and my number one fan. I never realized that until now, so many years later. You sat through: 15 years worth of softball games, 5 years worth of cheer seasons, countless numbers of plays, recitals, concerts, and award ceremonies. Whether it was freezing or sweltering out, you watched me do it all (sometimes from the car, but that's okay, I still appreciate it). You drove me to appointments, rehearsals, and practices — no matter how inconvenient it was. It was because of you that I managed to get to everywhere I needed to be. I will forever be grateful for it all.
You and dad put so much effort, time, and money into all of our lives. Your work ethic puts food on the table, hot water in the showers, it pays for my college tuition and so many other luxuries.
I know can speak for my brothers and myself when I say you raised us to be the best versions of ourselves: strong, kind, and appreciative.
I thank the world every day that I have you as my mother. I don't think anyone else could handle it.
With love,
Your daughter
