30 Days, 30 Letters - Day 3.
Day 3 - Your parents
Dear Mom and Dad,
There are no words that could adequately express my love and appreciation for everything you do for me, and all the support and love you have given me in my life. Every step of the way, you have accepted my mistakes and cheered my successes. You have asked hard questions when I needed them, and listened to my answers, you have pointed out where you feel I am going wrong, and supported me anyway. That unconditional love and support, knowing that I come first, whether or not you agree with me, but knowing that you believe in me, is such an inspiration, and has taught me so much about how I want to support and treat my family when I am lucky enough to have my own.
For all your support, though, I wish you understood me a little better sometimes. I know that is as much my fault as anyone else's, that I am sometimes hesitant to talk and share what I am thinking or feeling, but most of all, I wish you understood how important what I am doing with my life right now is to me. There isn't a day that goes by that I don't think about how I'm going to balance school and work, and when I'm going to finish my degree and get my certification. I don't need the reminders and the pressure, I put plenty on myself as it is. I also don't need help financially with it. Well, that may not be entirely true, rather, I don't want your help. This is my life, what I am doing is for me, I need to own this, I need every cent that I put into this to come from my work, to be choices, decisions and sacrifices that I make. I need to do the saving necessary, and make the choices that allows me to finish this. I need to succeed or fail on my own. I know that, where I am, that I'm not entirely on my own, that you are still, in many ways, helping support me, especially with the shop space, but that is all I can accept right now, I truly need to do this for myself. I wish I could explain how important that is to me better, but it is more a deep seated FEELING than a logical progression of thought that makes sense. I HAVE to do it this way. Sometimes I wish I understood why better myself, but I just know what I need to do for myself, and I do my best for that.
But in spite of that, thank you for caring as much as you do, and I know that's the only reason you get on my case from time to time about it, because you want to see me succeed, and you want me to be happy with myself, but trust me, I've got this. Maybe not as soon as I'd like, or you'd like, but even if it takes a little longer, the wait is worth it, and in the end, I'm going to succeed. Just give me time.
I love you, Mom and Dad, thank you for being such wonderful parents and friends.
Love,
Your son.
Dear Mom and Dad,
There are no words that could adequately express my love and appreciation for everything you do for me, and all the support and love you have given me in my life. Every step of the way, you have accepted my mistakes and cheered my successes. You have asked hard questions when I needed them, and listened to my answers, you have pointed out where you feel I am going wrong, and supported me anyway. That unconditional love and support, knowing that I come first, whether or not you agree with me, but knowing that you believe in me, is such an inspiration, and has taught me so much about how I want to support and treat my family when I am lucky enough to have my own.
For all your support, though, I wish you understood me a little better sometimes. I know that is as much my fault as anyone else's, that I am sometimes hesitant to talk and share what I am thinking or feeling, but most of all, I wish you understood how important what I am doing with my life right now is to me. There isn't a day that goes by that I don't think about how I'm going to balance school and work, and when I'm going to finish my degree and get my certification. I don't need the reminders and the pressure, I put plenty on myself as it is. I also don't need help financially with it. Well, that may not be entirely true, rather, I don't want your help. This is my life, what I am doing is for me, I need to own this, I need every cent that I put into this to come from my work, to be choices, decisions and sacrifices that I make. I need to do the saving necessary, and make the choices that allows me to finish this. I need to succeed or fail on my own. I know that, where I am, that I'm not entirely on my own, that you are still, in many ways, helping support me, especially with the shop space, but that is all I can accept right now, I truly need to do this for myself. I wish I could explain how important that is to me better, but it is more a deep seated FEELING than a logical progression of thought that makes sense. I HAVE to do it this way. Sometimes I wish I understood why better myself, but I just know what I need to do for myself, and I do my best for that.
But in spite of that, thank you for caring as much as you do, and I know that's the only reason you get on my case from time to time about it, because you want to see me succeed, and you want me to be happy with myself, but trust me, I've got this. Maybe not as soon as I'd like, or you'd like, but even if it takes a little longer, the wait is worth it, and in the end, I'm going to succeed. Just give me time.
I love you, Mom and Dad, thank you for being such wonderful parents and friends.
Love,
Your son.