Whether you’re sick mentally, physically, or both, I can see your pain and I want you to know that it’s okay. It’s hard for you, and it’s hard for me, but we’re in this together. You don’t have to hide it from me, or anybody for that matter, because your sickness doesn't define you. I know that that’s all what you may want to do, but you don’t have to. Seeing your sickness means also seeing your strength and your fight. Don’t get me wrong, sickness isn’t something at all to be romanticized, but it isn’t something to be shamed or hidden away either.
And in the case of having a parent who struggles, it doesn’t only make life more meaningful because of all the unanswered questions, it also makes life seem fast and slow at the same time. From how you try to get as many things done as possible, to how you slowly sit down for our family dinner talks. Through your fight, you’ve helped me learn more about the unconditional love and importance of family than ever before. Your fight has become our fight, and you have so many people right beside you! Family, friends, neighbors, the community- you are so loved, and so supported. With every passing day, I can see how much meaning you put into most everything, and how you can see the meaning in anything. And even on bad days, you always come back up stronger; even if you don’t often see it that way.
No matter how sick you are, have been, or will be, I'll always see you as my parent, nothing less. I'll always see you as the one who has seen some of the darkest of days, and still makes point in making your love for your family known. I'll always see you as the one who I look up to and who I love because I am proud of you. I'm proud of how far you have come, and how far I know you will go. And I'm so proud to be at your side, through thick and thin, through and through.
With love,
Your #1 Supporter.
P.S.
You got this!
