Dear mom,
You know me. But I don't really know you.
I mean, when your mother dies when you're 3, you don't really have many memories.
Honestly, I know it's shameful, but I only remember your death.
Daddy says you were a lovely lady. Nana said you were so smart.
I wish I could've seen it for myself. I'm gonna go to college, I swear.
I've seen pictures of you. I've seen the wedding videos of you and daddy.
Oh, and I should mention...he has a new girlfriend. She's super nice. I hope you don't mind, but I think he loves her. It's really sweet.
I don't think I need a mother figure. I've been managing just fine. But, it wouldn't hurt.
I miss Nana. She would always tell me and Vivi about you. Although her memories were a bit faint, she always tried to tell the story.
But, who people were, and what people say are two different things.
Do you miss me? One time when I was younger, daddy wrote a letter pretending it was you. He gave it to me on Christmas day. When I opened it and read it I started to cry with joy.
Years later, he told me it was fake. I was old enough to know the truth and wasn't that shocked. But...it still hurt.
Im tired of having to explain that I have a single parent. Im tired of not having a mom. Not knowing my dead one.
I miss you, though I've barley met you. I love you mom.
Sincerely, your daughter.
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