mothers and fathers
So, I don't do this whole journal thing anymore, and I don't expect anyone to read this, but I guess thats why I feel comfortable posting this on here. For those of you who don't know, I live in Birmingham now. I have since November. I love it. The friends I have here are the best I have ever had, and its a great town, but there are just two people missing.
The following is an email I JUST sent to my mom and dad. If you are reading this, post your favorite memories of your parents. I could write a the longest, richest, most beautiful story about the 23 years I have been around my parents. I love them.
Hey guys. How are you? I have been wanting to write this email for about a week now, but haven't for fear that you guys would to sad and mushy, haha. I didn't plan on writing it tonight either, but I watched Elizabethtown by myself and it made me think of you guys. So, what I'm trying to say is, for the past week or so I have been trying to write an email about how much I miss you guys.
The other day I was acting very distant towards Kyrie and my friends and finally that night Kyrie asked what was wrong and I just burst into tears. I couldn't help it, and I cried out to Kyrie and told her that I wanted my mom and dad. At that moment, out of all the church trips, trips with friends, visits to Newburgh and even a year away at WKU, I missed you more then ever. I miss my bedroom. I miss sitting in the TV room with you guys watching ER, or Everwood, or whatever. I missed tv trays, and lunch at Bellacinos. I missed your hugs. I missed your fights. I missed your faces and your looks. I missed your voice and your touch. I missed my mommy and daddy.
Don't get me wrong, I love Birmingham. I love the city, and my friends here are some of the best I have ever had, but its missing the two most important things I have ever had in my life. Its two things that no friends, no city, no buildings, no apartment, no nothing could outmatch. Its my parents. I realized that I will never be home no matter where I live because you won't be there.
And my eyes are filling up with tears again as I write this, and I just can't make them stop. Its sad really. A boy who is almost 24 years old is writing to his parents about how he misses living with them and being with them everyday. Sometimes I wish I had a time machine and could back to being a little boy with you Mom when we would go anywhere in the van. I didn't care cause I was with you, or Dad, when we would drive back from Huntsville and listen to the Big Chill and Carmina Buerauna. Or the times we went to the smokies together. I wish I could relive those times and freeze time while doing so.
I just want you to know that when I don't see your faces everyday that there is a whole in my day, that it is never complete. I love you both so much and thank you so very much for raising me to be this great, caring, loving, sincere guy I am. I learned from the best. I love you both so much and can't wait to see you Monday. I better stop writing this, its getting a little to mushy...who am I kidding...its already mushy and I don't care.
Mom and Dad...you are my life. I love you.
Kyle
The following is an email I JUST sent to my mom and dad. If you are reading this, post your favorite memories of your parents. I could write a the longest, richest, most beautiful story about the 23 years I have been around my parents. I love them.
Hey guys. How are you? I have been wanting to write this email for about a week now, but haven't for fear that you guys would to sad and mushy, haha. I didn't plan on writing it tonight either, but I watched Elizabethtown by myself and it made me think of you guys. So, what I'm trying to say is, for the past week or so I have been trying to write an email about how much I miss you guys.
The other day I was acting very distant towards Kyrie and my friends and finally that night Kyrie asked what was wrong and I just burst into tears. I couldn't help it, and I cried out to Kyrie and told her that I wanted my mom and dad. At that moment, out of all the church trips, trips with friends, visits to Newburgh and even a year away at WKU, I missed you more then ever. I miss my bedroom. I miss sitting in the TV room with you guys watching ER, or Everwood, or whatever. I missed tv trays, and lunch at Bellacinos. I missed your hugs. I missed your fights. I missed your faces and your looks. I missed your voice and your touch. I missed my mommy and daddy.
Don't get me wrong, I love Birmingham. I love the city, and my friends here are some of the best I have ever had, but its missing the two most important things I have ever had in my life. Its two things that no friends, no city, no buildings, no apartment, no nothing could outmatch. Its my parents. I realized that I will never be home no matter where I live because you won't be there.
And my eyes are filling up with tears again as I write this, and I just can't make them stop. Its sad really. A boy who is almost 24 years old is writing to his parents about how he misses living with them and being with them everyday. Sometimes I wish I had a time machine and could back to being a little boy with you Mom when we would go anywhere in the van. I didn't care cause I was with you, or Dad, when we would drive back from Huntsville and listen to the Big Chill and Carmina Buerauna. Or the times we went to the smokies together. I wish I could relive those times and freeze time while doing so.
I just want you to know that when I don't see your faces everyday that there is a whole in my day, that it is never complete. I love you both so much and thank you so very much for raising me to be this great, caring, loving, sincere guy I am. I learned from the best. I love you both so much and can't wait to see you Monday. I better stop writing this, its getting a little to mushy...who am I kidding...its already mushy and I don't care.
Mom and Dad...you are my life. I love you.
Kyle