One strong women

Dear mom,

Words cannot express how big of an impact you’ve had on my life and as I sit here writing this letter to you, I cannot help but get teary eyed thinking back to all our memories, good or bad. You have endured more things in your life and managed to end up stronger than you were the day before. You’re my greatest role model enduring your multiple back surgeries and still being a mother. Dealing with all the shenanigans that Michael and I both put you through. Maintaining your cool when you probably shouldn’t have. Making sure that we had what we wanted before you had what you needed. We didn’t always live a lavish life and we struggled. You never let us see you cry, stress, or feel like you wanted to give up. The memory that comes to mind is one Christmas in particular. Yes, there were years when the whole living room was cram packed with presents so tall you could barely see the tree and we would spend hours opening those presents. But the one that stands out the most to me was the year Michael and I got one present each. You hid them on the tree somewhere so that we would spend a little bit more time because there wasn’t anything else to open. Michael got the dog tags he wanted and I got a pink heart ring. My first real ring from a jewelry store. I know that you felt down and sad for not being able to provide more for us, but honestly I don’t really remember anything I got any other year (minus one other when I was with my dad and you mailed them to me) except this because of the meaning this had for me. It wasn’t all of the material things that you got me that made me love you and admire you.. it was simply you. Thank you for not being the “easy-going” mom that some of my friends had. Where would I be today if that was you? Probably not where I am now. Thank you for teaching me responsibility. Thank you for the doggy love of my life, Bailey (she’s one of the best gifts in the world). Thank you for being strong when any right-minded person would give up and break down. Thank you for listening to me vent when you have issues of your own that I’m sure you’d like to vent to someone about. Thank you for trusting me and calling me crying when you DO need to vent. Thank you for being the mom you are. I couldn’t have asked for anyone better.

Another trait I admire about you is the immense strength you possess. Between losing your mother and your father the way you did, both of your kids moving 1,000 miles away, then losing Russell you hold your head high every day. I could only hope that I have even a fraction of the strength you have in life.

I’ve never truly told you how much I appreciate you. I know I’ve done a lot in life to make you mad (like my belly button piercing shenanigan back in high school) but I admire the unconditional love you give me every day.

So the point of this letter is to tell you that I love you and I don’t know what I’d do without you.

-Amber Lynn (aka punkie doodle doo)

To My Mom

My mom is a true inspiration and a constant drive of why I try to be the best that I can every single day.

Dear Tallie

I chose to complete the Dear Mom assignment after I read about Natalie’s character, from our DS106 class. Her character, Tallie, was tough and hardworking. It reminded me a lot about my character. This gave me the idea to write a mom letter to her character as if she was my characters mom who taught my character, Mrs. Dean, all these qualities that they have in common.

To My Mom

Hi Mom,

I just wanted to write you this letter to let you know how thankful I am for all of the things that you have done for me over the years! You are such a blessing in my life. Thank you for giving me life and going through the pain of childbirth to bring me into the world. Hopefully you think I was worth the pain and suffering for nine months. I don’t know how I’ll ever repay you but I will try my best in by giving you an insane amount of Starbucks gift cards. All I strive to do in life is make you proud of me, nothing else. I hope you know how thankful I am for you and that you mean the world to me.

 

Love,

Andy

Letter to Mom

Dear, Mom

You are the best person in the world, you make me happy when I’m feeling down and you are the most loving person along with Dad. There is no way I will ever be able to thank you for everything you have done to make me the person that I am today. Except maybe having Panera Mac & Cheese with you for lunch, and me paying for your meal. Your always the person that I want to talk to about anything, whether it be my worries or hopes and dreams. Making sure I’m safe whenever you can, you are in my opinion the perfect mom. So this letter is just one tiny attempt at thanking you for being my awesome mom.

Written Assignment – To My Mom

Dear Mom,

I bet five years ago, a college assignment would be your last guess for a reason that I would be writing you a letter, but honestly, it’s about time I tried to express how I feel about you in writing. First, I want to make it clear, although the path to this point was full of struggles, mistakes, and hardships, I don’t cast any blame on you, and whatever you did or didn’t do. I’ve realized by now that we all made mistakes, the situation was difficult enough as is, and kept getting compounded by additional factors; I want you to understand I feel this way genuinely, so we can completely “move past” the past. I felt it necessary to clear the air about the negatives first, so not to cloud the rest of this letter. When it comes to positives, I can only list what I feel I can construe clearly, but there’s obviously more than this. You’ve been my support for as long as I’ve been alive, unwavering, stalwart. You were always there for me, even when I didn’t know it; you wouldn’t hesitate to drop everything if it meant helping Emily and I. I can’t even imagine the countless hours you’ve spend doing thoughtful things for me, finding ways to save me from burdens or stress, all while shouldering that responsibility. I can’t count the ways you’ve helped me get to this point; when I look back at things I fought you about, I see that you were just trying to better me, help me grow. All of this makes me happier for the place we’re at now. No more fighting, no more difficulty, just laughter and joy. I hope when you look at where I am now, and where I plan to go, you feel proud: not of me, but of yourself, because I wouldn’t be here without your hard work and dedication. I miss you daily while I’m here, but I’m sure we’ll find time to get sick of each other when I’m home from break. Thanks for all you’ve done. I love you with all my heart.

Liam

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Mami,

I grew up as a middle child, and always felt far from you. I seemed to think you always favored my older sister over me, but as I grew up, I realized that I was wrong. Instead you would teach her to care for her younger siblings while you were gone during the day. As a child, I watched you work long day shifts M-F and usually every other weekend. I was confused to why you were always gone, but as I grew up, I didn’t learn  that what you were doing was supporting us by dedicating your time to work. Instead, I accused of being a workaholic and an unloving mother, but what I did not know was that you were being hurt by my words. You wanted to make a future for us and yourself. That is why you left your entire family and life behind to immigrate to the United States.

Now as a young adult, I realize what you did for me was more than just work. You built a future for us and encouraged us to do our best. I want to thank you for that, because I feel privileged to have grown up as your child, and I hope to one day somehow be able to serve you just as well as you continue to serve me.

 

Love,

Tiffany

 

To my riser

Riser (according to Dierks Bentley): life is hard, man, and you’ve got to give it your all to succeed

My family moved to the U.S when I was 8 years old, we came with nothing. We lived in a one bedroom apartment with 5 people, and started off with nothing. Yet somehow, it never felt like that. There was always food on the table, clothes on our backs, toys to play with etc. As I grow up, I sit and ponder how we ever made it, and one word pops to mind: mom. Months ago, I was driving home and the song rise by Dierks Bentley came on. As I heard the lyrics, I couldn’t help but cry because this song was made for my mother.

A single mother with 3 kids (1 being disabled, 2 being stubborn). A shoulder for three heads to lay on, and two arms to hug us when we were scared. When things would “go bad” in our eyes, she knew how to lock and bolt the door and keep us strong. She gave us everything she had just so we could be happy. Whenever she got pushed around, she fought hard for her kids, and would do anything just to see them happy. So mom, here is to you, for all the times that you had to fight for us I can’t help but to thank you. Thank you for being my go to woman, my best friend, my riser, my fighter, my survivor.

~While this song says its for the army, I do believe it was made for the risers

Writing Assignment – To my Mom

Dear Mom,

Thank you for being an amazing mother. You may not feel like you have, but you’ve raised four fantastic daughters. Each one of us loves you very much. I’m so thankful I look forward to coming home and hanging out with you; I’m thankful for the wonderful relationship that we have.

I hope to travel more with you, and share some laughs and tears. I hope to make it through these tough years ahead of us.

Love,

Sophia

(Dad, Isabelle, Samantha, Mom, Sarah; I’m taking the picture and making them laugh)

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To My Mom

This weeks assignments are mostly writing and out of three options I decided to choose this one. My Mom is my best friend and closest confidant so of course I wrote a letter to her. It got kind of “mushy-gushy” but I love her so who care! :) Here’s to you Mama!

Mama D,
Words can’t even begin to describe how much I love you and how appreciative I am of your constant love, care and support. I wish I had known that back when I was a stupid teenager that you would grow to be one of my biggest fans and best friends. You always were there for me even if I would say the worst things to you. You never once left my side and always had something uplifting to say after a bad feis day or bad day in general. I know we still get into our little battles over who has your snow boots, what to eat for dinner or whether you should leave my sister alone or not, but I can never stay mad at you. You are the reason I am a clean freak and over pack when going on day trips. You never know when and ice pack comes in handy. You’re the reason I care for my friends when they aren’t feeling good because I know how wonderful it was when you did that for me. I’m awful at math just like you but I do know how to make a child listen – just like you. I call you frequently since living in an apartment because I realize how much I don’t know about living on my own. I realize how much I don’t know at all Contrary to when I used to think I knew everything. You are a walking book of useful knowledge, dumb jokes and remedies for every sickness. I love you so much and hope when I have kids that I will be just as knowledgeable and loving as you were to me. I hope, after I pick up my kids from school, I blast 80’s rock in my car and all my kids sing a long just like we did when you would pick me up from middle school. I hope they get to experience everything they could ever want because I can provide it just like you always did. I hope they learn many lessons from you and your brain filled with everything, exactly like I did. I love you Mom.
Love, Tierra