Imagine that your mother has gone to spend a dew days with your grand mother . It is his birthday write a letter telling your mother how much you miss her and how you would like to thank her for all the thing taht she done for you
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I’ve pondered on what to give you for your birthday. I’ve never been a good gift-giver so this has been a challenge for me. After giving it some thought, I decided probably the best thing I could do would be to give you my thanks and appreciation for helping me find my way in this world. That’s something I don’t think I’ve done well enough over the years.
So here goes.
Thank you for always being there in my life and always looking out for me. You always made me feel special and encouraged me all along the way. I know these are things that parents are supposed to do for their children, but I don’t think anyone else could have done it any better.
Some folks would say we didn’t have very much back in those days. I say they’re wrong. Thanks to you and Dad, we always had more than plenty. Plenty of safety, security, food, shelter, and love. All those things that growing kids need. Most importantly, I always felt like I had plenty of space to grow and space to rest. It’s hard sometimes to grow up on a farm and realize that your mind is always somewhere else. You seemed to appreciate that and overlooked my meandering and wandering, while always welcoming me back whenever I returned from whatever far off worlds I’d discovered or invented.
I’ve never thanked you for doing so many chores and so much hard work that truly I should have gotten up to do on every school morning from about the fourth grade on. I should have been the one bundling up to go milk or feed the hogs or whatever else needed doing on those cold winter mornings. Looking back, I know now that it never occurred to me that the stuff I did in the evenings also had to be done in the mornings and you were the one doing it. For that, I’m sorrier than I can tell you.
I appreciate how you always worked so hard to show your love for us in the most selfless ways. Now that I have several years of experience in the kitchen, I understand what went into those huge breakfasts you’d make from time to time. Breakfast was always good, but to wake up to a platter of fried chicken along with gravy and biscuits – that was heaven. And a ton of work for you, cooking AND cleaning. I appreciate that now I find that trait has rubbed off on me. I like to cook for those I love. It means a lot to give someone something of yourself. What better way than through feeding them, body and soul.
Feed me, you did. You always made sure I did my schoolwork. You also had no problem helping me get my hands on most anything I wanted to read. Another marvelous inheritance I have from you is that I can’t get through a day without reading something, without visiting one of those far off worlds you never tried to keep me from. Thank you for a gift that I could never replace and a gift that I would never be the same without.
Thank you for the laundry, the housekeeping, the care when I was sick, the special treats on special occasions or no occasion at all. Thank you for giving me advice when I needed it and space when I needed that as well.
I don’t think I asked for a lot of ‘things’ when I was growing up. I like to think I was pretty ‘low maintenance.’ I do remember, however, those times when I would ask for a little money to go to a movie, or bowling, or whatever, you would gladly pull some out. Again, it never occurred to me that in that moment you were probably giving up something you really wanted or needed for yourself just so I could have something I wanted. I see that now.
Really, what it all boils down to is that you were, and are, the most magnificent mom I could have asked for. Beautiful, smart, devoted, funny, caring, and everything else any son could want, all wrapped up in a flannel housecoat and a smile. You are seldom far from my thoughts and never out of my heart.
Answer: Dear Mom,
How are you? I miss you a lot. I miss everything about you. I miss your smile, your
laugh, your smell, your jokes, everything. It’s been exactly half a year since I last saw you and at
first I was angry that you left me, but now I know it wasn’t your fault at all. I know you never
wanted to leave me, but now I know that maybe this was just the way things were supposed to
work out. It’s like fate or something. I know you always said to me that everything always
happens for a reason, and the reason for you leaving is becoming more and more apparent to me
every single day.
I’ve been doing okay. For about a month, I was literally depressed. I still went to school,
but I just kept replaying old memories that I had, and still have, of you and me. I would
remember the brilliant times we had together and those would make me cry. I also remembered
the tragic fights and arguments we had and that also brought the tears. All memories made me
incredibly sad. It looked like I couldn’t win either way.
Then, one day, Kim and Heather came over and told me how much they cared about me
and how much they missed you, too, and that we could all move on together, and that I surely
wasn’t alone at all. That made me come out of my own little world and start healing and start
experiencing things that I would never have experienced if I didn’t come out of my shell. These
have been the most eventful six months of my entire life. Ever since you left, it’s like I’m a
totally different person. I’m not that timid teenager anymore. Now I’m outgoing, adventurous,
and I’m even trying not to be picky with what I eat. I know you would be proud of me for that