To my parents:
You were over-protective and over-indulging. If not for both of you, I may have never lived and if I had survived I may have wished only to die. Yes, that’s right--this letter is not to my biological parents but to the man and woman who were true parents to me. By my adoptive family, I was nurtured and tenderly guided down the moralistic path. I lacked and yearned for neither love nor material possessions.
Father, I was golden in your eyes---you thought I hung the moon. The sentiment was mutual. You amazed me with your ability to build and fix all things and your patient council. You listened when mother would only lecture. I miss you so much---even your corny jokes and your obnoxiously out-of-tune singing
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Mother, you are the rock I lean on. You keep our household together. All these years, you have been the busy little worker bee. I do appreciate all the little things you do for me. You are such a considerate and humble individual. I love and envy how you can apologize so easily. Life is harder now that dad is gone but he would be disappointed in us if we did not push forward and excel.
Dad, wait and see! I will show you just how golden your little girl is!
Sincerely,
Eden
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