Dear Mom,
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry for all the things you've given up in life to be my mom. I'm sorry for all the sleep you lost, all those "last bites" you wanted but gave to me instead, and all those clothes you didn't buy for yourself to buy me something instead.
Mom, I'm sorry for all the times you made a special trip to buy me McDonald's when I wanted the cool toy in the Happy Meal that week.
I'm sorry for all the times I was mad when you wouldn't take me to Toys R' Us or the bookstore. I realize now it was probably annoying for me to ask to go every day.
Mom, I'm sorry as a kid you worried about me. I'm sorry you worried every time we moved because I didn't like change and always made things difficult. I understand that it wasn't your fault, and it wasn't the end of the world.
I'm sorry as a teenager I thought I didn't need you and your opinion didn't matter. Now, I'm sorry I need you too much, and call you at least once a day while you're at work (tell your boss I'm sorry too).
Mom, I'm sorry that now as an adult you still worry about me. I'm sorry I live in a town that's hours away, therefore making you constantly worry about me. I'm sorry I constantly make you worry about whether I'm doing my homework, eating proper meals and doing my laundry on a regular basis. I'm sorry you worry about whether or not I have enough money (the answer is always no), and whether or no I'm doing well in school.
I'm sorry that I have caused gray hairs, sleepless nights, fits of anger and annoyance, and multiple situations where I'm sure you wished you would have had another boy.
Mom, I'm sorry for everything you've given up for me, but know it hasn't gone unnoticed or unappreciated. Thank you for the life lessons you have taught me, especially those things you taught me you didn't know would become life lessons. If I become half the person you are, I'll be doing pretty well in life.







