Dear Mom,

You have been there for me since day one, (literally). You’re the one who taught me to walk and talk. The one who was there through all the hardships of growing up (mean girls, boy problems, grades, deciding where to go to college, etc.). You understood when I cried for hours because I didn’t get invited to another girl’s slumber party. You were understanding when I called you crying every night my first week of college because I thought I was going to fail out. You were even super understanding when I freaked out because I thought I would never find the perfect prom dress. Basically what I’m trying to say is that you have always been so understanding, no matter the situation.

However, sometimes I didn’t understand you. Like all the times I wanted to go to a certain party or drive somewhere far away completely by myself and you wouldn’t let me go. It would make me so mad. I thought you were just being overprotective. I thought you were being mean. I thought you didn’t want me to have fun. I thought you wanted me to spend my entire life locked in my bedroom. But now that I’m older, I’ve matured enough to realize that I was wrong. 100% completely and totally wrong. You were only trying to protect me. You were trying to ensure that no harm would ever come my way. You were doing what any mother who loves her child would do. You were doing what I’ll do to my future children one day. I see now that you just wanted what was best for me. That’s all you’ve ever wanted.

So today, I apologize for all the times I said awful things and for all the attitude and sass I know I gave you. I didn’t understand why you were doing what you were at the time, but now I do. And I just want to say thank you and tell you that I love you. You’re the best and I couldn’t have asked for a better Mom.

Love,

Your Daughter