For those of you who don't know, I lost my mom when I was five years old to cancer. Even though I was young when she got sick and was dying, I still remember some things about her. There is not a day that goes by that I don't think about her. So before you continue reading, this is a letter from my eighteen year old self to her, in heaven.
Dear Mom,
I hope you are partying it up and having a great time in heaven. Even though I know that we both wish you were down here with me and all of your friends, I hope you are making the best of what happened while you're up there. I hope you know that I think about you everyday. I ask myself with every action I make whether or not you are proud of me or if what I am doing is the right thing. I don't know if you can see me, but I have started college and I like it. I have a wonderful boyfriend who I have taken with me to meet you where you rest. When he met you, he looked up and said, "Thank you for making a beautiful daughter and I wished I could've met you". He is pretty great. I am friends with some of your high school friends. When they first met me they all cried and said I look like you. I miss you so much more than you can imagine. I am still great friends with Sarah and we hang out often. She tells me about you and some things that I do that are like you. I try to not let it get to me that you are gone but sometimes I can't help but cry. Just know that I love you and I will never quit thinking about you
I love you
Katie










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