Mom And Dad, I’ve Grown Up But I’ll Never Grow Away From You

Mom And Dad, I’ve Grown Up But I’ll Never Grow Away From You

To my loving parents, I could never repay you for all that you have sacrificed.



Dear mom and dad,

I'm 18 years old and I'm off to college now! Remember that I'm always one message, call, and one trip away. It's crazy how time flies by in a blink of an eye. Dad, seems like yesterday we were playing Rock Paper Scissors and you'd pretend to tickle me when I lost to you since I'd already be laughing before you even got to me. Mom, I remember those nights you'd come home so late from work, I'd stay up just to eat a fourth meal with you. It seems like life has pushed a fast-forward button on us. As I grew up, I spent less time in the house with you and more time outside with my friends or participating in extracurriculars. Only in my senior year have I realized how I wish I stayed home more often with you guys or went out more often to see a movie and eat delicious food with you.

From my first dance practices to temporary art classes, from flipping through gymnastics to falling on ice skates, and from listening to repetitive piano practices to my squeaky violin, thank you for spending so much money and energy sending me from pool to pool and city to city every day so I could swim my heart away and do what I love most. From the 5 a.m practices to the 12 a.m. drive home from speech and debate competitions, thank you for sacrificing so much time helping me develop into such a well-rounded individual.

I may be 5'3", but my heart and my arms are definitely bigger than anyone else's. Because of your unconditional love for me and my older brother, and your kindness and acceptance of all our surroundings, I have proudly adapted those amazing traits from you. My leadership abilities and my charm have all been passed down to me like a gene in our family pool. The hard work and dedication I have has been modeled off of parents who never stop working to do their best not only for themselves, but for Ben and I. My character has been shaped by your guidance, discipline, and an immense amount of love. I am most proud of who I am today because I have been shaped by my amazing role models, and the best of friends who are also known as you, my parents.

There were many days where I have cried and talked back. There were many days where we'd get into arguments and I would give an attitude. However, there were many more days where I have learned the utmost importance of respect and learning, I've done so much more growing to understand that everything you two do is for my happiness and best for me. I apologize for all of the times I've been so ungrateful and disrespectful towards you. Now that I'm older, I'm able to see the exhaustion through the smiling face of yours when you ask if I'd want to go out and watch a movie or ask about my well-being. Despite working long days and having personal problems, you have always placed me as your priority.

To my loving parents, I could never repay you for all that you have sacrificed. Even if I had given the entire universe for you, I still don't think it would be sufficient to the life you have given me. My gift of life from you guys isn't the only thing I am grateful for, it is the fact that I'm YOUR little girl that I'm most grateful for.

When I'm off to college, please put your hearts at ease. My main focus will be my health, education, and to further discover who I am and what I'm set out to do. I will take care of myself, I'll try to sleep at reasonable hours, and I will protect myself. Most importantly, I will work even harder so that in the future I may provide more for you.

One letter will never be enough to say how thankful I am for you and how much I love you.

No matter how far we are and no matter how old I grow, I will always be your beloved daughter.

With all the love,


Your little baby

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I'm A Woman And You Can't Convince Me Breastfeeding In Public Is OK In 2019

Sorry, not sorry.


Lately, I have seen so many people going off on social media about how people shouldn't be upset with mothers breastfeeding in public. You know what? I disagree.

There's a huge difference between being modest while breastfeeding and just being straight up careless, trashy and disrespectful to those around you. Why don't you try popping out a boob without a baby attached to it and see how long it takes for you to get arrested for public indecency? Strange how that works, right?

So many people talking about it bring up the point of how we shouldn't "sexualize" breastfeeding and seeing a woman's breasts while doing so. Actually, all of these people are missing the point. It's not sexual, it's just purely immodest and disrespectful.

If you see a girl in a shirt cut too low, you call her a slut. If you see a celebrity post a nude photo, you call them immodest and a terrible role model. What makes you think that pulling out a breast in the middle of public is different, regardless of what you're doing with it?

If I'm eating in a restaurant, I would be disgusted if the person at the table next to me had their bare feet out while they were eating. It's just not appropriate. Neither is pulling out your breast for the entire general public to see.

Nobody asked you to put a blanket over your kid's head to feed them. Nobody asked you to go feed them in a dirty bathroom. But you don't need to basically be topless to feed your kid. Growing up, I watched my mom feed my younger siblings in public. She never shied away from it, but the way she did it was always tasteful and never drew attention. She would cover herself up while doing it. She would make sure that nothing inappropriate could be seen. She was lowkey about it.

Mindblowing, right? Wait, you can actually breastfeed in public and not have to show everyone what you're doing? What a revolutionary idea!

There is nothing wrong with feeding your baby. It's something you need to do, it's a part of life. But there is definitely something wrong with thinking it's fine to expose yourself to the entire world while doing it. Nobody wants to see it. Nobody cares if you're feeding your kid. Nobody cares if you're trying to make some sort of weird "feminist" statement by showing them your boobs.

Cover up. Be modest. Be mindful. Be respectful. Don't want to see my boobs? Good, I don't want to see yours either. Hard to believe, I know.

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For Camille, With Love

To my godmother, my second mom, my rooted confidence, my support


First grade, March. It was my first birthday without my mom. You through a huge party for me, a sleepover with friends from school. It included dress up games and making pizza and Disney trivia. You, along with help from my grandma, threw me the best birthday party a 7-year-old could possibly want.

During elementary school, I carpooled with you and a few of the neighborhood kids. I was always the last one to be dropped off, sometimes you would sneak a donut for me. Living next door to you was a blessing. You helped me with everything. In second grade, you helped me rehearse lines for history day so I could get extra credit. In 4th grade, you helped me build my California mission.

You and your sister came out to my 6th grade "graduation". You bought me balloons and made me feel as if moving onto middle school was the coolest thing in the entire world.

While you moved away from next door, you were a constant in my life. Going to Ruby's Diner for my birthday, seeing movies at the Irvine Spectrum and just hanging out, I saw you all the time. During these times, you told me about all of the silly things you did with my mom and dad, how my mom was your best friend. I couldn't have had a greater godmother.

In middle school, you pushed me to do my best and to enroll in honors. You helped me through puberty and the awkward stages of being a woman.

Every single time I saw you, it would light up my entire day, my week. You were more than my godmother, you were my second mom. You understood things that my grandma didn't.

When you married John, you included me in your wedding. I still have that picture of you, Jessica, Aaron and myself on my wall at college. I was so happy for you.

Freshmen year of high school, you told me to do my best. I did my best because of you. When my grandma passed away that year, your shoulder was the one I wanted to cry on.

You were there when I needed to escape home. You understood me when I thought no one would. You helped me learn to drive, letting me drive all the way from San Clemente to Orange.

When I was applying to colleges, you encouraged me to spread my wings and fly. You told me I should explore, get out of California. I wanted to study in London, you told me to do it. That's why, when I study abroad this Spring in London, I will do it for you.

When I had gotten into UWT, you told me to go there. I did and here I am, succeeding and living my best in Tacoma. I do it for you, because of you.

When I graduated high school and I was able to deliver a speech during our baccalaureate, you cheered me on. You recorded it for me, so I could show people who weren't able to make it to the ceremony. You were one of the few people able to come to my actual graduation. You helped me celebrate the accomplishments and awards from my hard work.

When your cancer came back, I was so worried. I was afraid for you, I was afraid of what I would do without the support you had always given me. When I was in Rome, I went to the Vatican and had gotten a Cross with a purple gem in the middle blessed by the Pope to help you with your treatments. It was something from me and a little bit of my mom in the necklace, the gem.

Now, sitting so far from you away at college just like you wanted me to. I miss you. I wish I was there to say goodbye.

I'll travel the world for you, write lots of stories and books for you, I will live life to the fullest for you.

You are another angel taken too early in life. Please say hello to my parents and grandma in Heaven for me.

Lots of love,


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