Family
The Independent Oldest
Dear Mom, Before even writing anything, you can probably tell that this letter is from me. I'm the only one of your children far enough away to send a letter. But yes, it's me, your oldest child. I am the child who you knew would move away and never move back. I am the child who was always eager to be alone and independent. I am the child who went to college on the other side of the continent, which was actually my second choice because I was sure going to school in Ireland would have caused you to panic. It turned out to be a good choice anyway.
By Jean Bruce4 years ago in Confessions
Dear Mum
Dear mum, As you know this will be my very first Mother’s Day as a mum myself. I have not been a mum for as long as you have but I already know I want to do better. Do not get me wrong you are a fantastic mother; I will always endeavor to be the mum that all my kids friends feel is their own mum in a safe way like you did. However I want my kids to feel like they really can talk to me and not hold back. So here I am, trying to do better, wanting you to know what I always wanted to say.
By Aimee Taylor4 years ago in Confessions
Dear Mama
Hey mama, it’s been 12 years since you passed away and there’s not a day that goes by that you’re not on my mind. I’ve written you a lot of letters and I’ve told you a lot about what has been going on in my life since you left this world. With so much that I’ve been able to say to you in the time that you’ve been gone, there is also something I was never able to tell you while you were still here.
By Joe Patterson4 years ago in Confessions
Dear Mommy
Dear Mommy, I officially came into this world a little over three weeks after your twenty-sixth birthday. You had to care for me all alone because the other half of my DNA disappeared around my fourth month of development. It seemed things got worse after that and I was not an easy baby. We laugh about it now but I would like to Apologize for those years. For waking up just as the sun started to peak over the horizon. For doing nothing but barely eat. Sleep, cry and fill my diaper. I rolled down a tiny hill into a small river causing you to panic even though it wasn’t deep enough to hurt me and I landed on my back. I covered the lower quarter of the kitchen with a tiny bowl of spaghetti including myself and I’d like to thank you for dealing with that.
By LunarRose4 years ago in Confessions
Hey Mom. Top Story - May 2022.
Hey Mom. I never told you this before, but... I met someone. We have started a beautiful relationship that has already lasted eight years. She and I are growing and living and loving together like true partners should. And I owe much of this beauty to you.
By Hank Ryder4 years ago in Confessions
Crushed
It happened during an argument. I could feel the switch happen. The one that decides your emotions for the next six months to a year. One sentence completely wrecked me. I still hear it. Every day, multiple times a day. One sentence that just will not stop haunting me
By The Storyteller4 years ago in Confessions
I Have Risen: The True Confessions of A Lady Lazarus
Now, I tend to go to this Episcopal Church here in Morristown, New Jersey, former place of Matthew Broderick’s sister Janet (no, really) and sanctuary to many. Most of the time, I go because I have (literally) nothing better to do, but this time was different. I wanted to expose myself to the story behind Easter, how Jesus rose to save us a-
By Jennifer Rose4 years ago in Confessions
Attention Bachelors: Act Now Because Time Is Running Out
Its been ten years since the day that my Uncle Gus passed away. He was a good man, all in all. My dear Uncle Gus had his faults; he was no angel. But, he had a heart made out of pure gold. I fondly remember he started to tell me one of the most important stories in my life. It was a story about his best friend, Mike.
By Zante Cafe4 years ago in Confessions
Letter to a Sister
For the past twenty something years, we have been having a bond that most people do have and others wish they do have as I consider us inseparable with our brother. Even though we are a few years apart, I still see you as my peer. When we always television shows together and the different show that originally aired at the time. Being just a kid in the early 2000s, I caught on to half of what I was watching and was deeply confused about the rest. However, because you were a preteen and later became a teenager, you could relate very much. When you watched the one hour teen dramas, I could not get it, well at least a few of them. Then once I became a teenager myself, that was when I fully understood how difficult being a teen was. However, the hard part was I didn't really experienced what my classmates had, like driving, going out, dating and some type of rebellion. The last part, I think you know why.
By Forest Green4 years ago in Confessions
