Dear Mom,
Do you remember the time when i was about 8 years old and we were in the grocery store and heidi and i kept fighting and running all over the place? the old waremart? (probably not) but my bottom sure does : ), you knew that it was not ok to act disrespectful in public, and not obey what you ask.
or when I was in elementary school (6th grade to be exact) and i got my first D in Social Studies? and was grounded for a month (that seemed like 2 years) I sure remember it, not being able to go to the New Kids On the Block concert was torture on a 12 year old! but you knew how important grades, and me being a good student was.
or when I was in elementary school (6th grade to be exact) and i got my first D in Social Studies? and was grounded for a month (that seemed like 2 years) I sure remember it, not being able to go to the New Kids On the Block concert was torture on a 12 year old! but you knew how important grades, and me being a good student was.
How about the time in Ninth grade when we got caught for shoplifting? i know you were disappointed in me, (i was disappointed in myself) but i still knew you loved me.
You've never once have given me the idea that you would give up on me!
Do you remember the fights we would have when I was in high school? Man, those were some really rough times. Sometimes I look back and wonder how in the world we even made it. I was stubborn and you were right. About everything. I hate those wasted years, but I am so thankful that they brought us to where we are now.
Remember my wedding day? You were beautiful and having you there helping me get dressed into the wedding gown that you and I picked out is such a sweet memory to me.
How about the births of my four babies? even though you couldn't be "in the room" with the last 3, every time you stood by my bed, waiting anxiously to meet your newest grand baby! You worried about me and loved my babies within minutes of them all being brought into this world. You took time off of work to be there for me.
Mom, I am so thankful for the memories I have, for the places we've been, and for the times we've laughed. I'm thankful that even though you and I are different, we always understand each other. You are a remarkable woman and I am honored to be your daughter.
I love you dearly,
Melanie
I love you dearly,
Melanie
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