Childhood
A Tale of Two Mother's
My tale is probably not uncommon, or rare, but it is my own to tell.A happy girl was I growing fast in a blink of an eye. Days spent gazing so softly at my mom, her graceful beauty shone through the darkest day and through the scariest thoughts. She could always make me feel safe and loved.
By Carrie Simkins4 years ago in Confessions
"Hey Mom. I Never Told You This Before, But...”
Dear Mom, When I was a little girl I lived in fear. I didn't feel safe unless you were there. Later, As a teen, I didn't want to spend time with you as I was too busy drinking and using drugs and spending time with friends. I regretted that time spent away from you when I had children of my own.
By Denise E Lindquist4 years ago in Confessions
Why Being a Mother is the Best Thing I've Ever Done
The moment my husband told me that I was pregnant, I knew my life would never be the same again. In that instant, all the doubts and fears about how having children would change my life melted away, and I knew that becoming a mother was truly the best thing I’d ever done. The love of motherhood is truly an indescribable feeling that brings so much joy and purpose to my life children.
By Healthy Lifestyle the story4 years ago in Confessions
A secret for you, "Mother"
Dear "Mother", I never told you this before, but I think you are a horrible person. I think you have some significant mental health issues that you seriously need to consider having diagnosed and treated. Given what I know about you, and the things you did to me, I am confidant in saying that you have a personality disorder. This is a primary reason why I have not spoken to you in fifteen years, and why I will not speak to you. This explanation probably doesn't satisfy your questions, so let's dive right in.
By Holly4 years ago in Confessions
Messages From Heaven
Dear Mom, Hey Mom. I never told you this before, but... All the times you were there for me I never knew how I could be so lucky. To have a mom who is my best friend, who loves me for me. Who would never ask me to lose weight because your ugly? Most aren't that lucky mom but you gave me that. You gave me a role model. Someone I could look up to. I just wish, it were you the woman who gave me life. But in fact it was the woman who gave you life that was my true mother.
By Emily Curry (Rising Phoenix)4 years ago in Confessions
Hiding at Home
Hey Mom, Mother’s day has always been about celebrating all the good things you have done for our family. We try to select the best cards, pretty flowers, thoughtful gifts either on our own or split between us siblings. You were unable to have your own kids, but you chose each of us to open your home and heart to. Something I feel we can all agree was that it was probably one of the best things that could have happened to us.
By Jackie TL4 years ago in Confessions
Fears of the Small
Dear Mum, Let me start with the truth before I confess a lie. I love you selfishly, completely, and without question. Selfishly because I take more than I can give, as is the nature of a child I suppose. I expect things of you rather than ask of them, and yet you always deliver. Completely, because I can blurt out these affirmations regardless of any fault or error you could ever commit. Without question, because my adoration for you as my mother is set in stone, the kind that walls of lands long lost who remain defiantly standing are made of. I need you in my life like the air in my lungs. I want you in my life the way we as humans open our eyes each day and demand more from it.
By S. H. Stewart4 years ago in Confessions
Dear Mom
Mom, I’m terrified. Your breast cancer diagnosis has taken the air out of my lungs. Hot tears hug my eyes all day, waiting for me to burst into a puddle of despair. My chest is tight and full of static. I’m scared to lose you, but even worse, I’m terrified to see you go through this.
By Ember Gray4 years ago in Confessions
My Dearest Parents
Dear parents, Now, this isn't supposed to make you feel bad or worthless. At this stage it is just about what you have done to me, the things you have made me feel, and the way I am forced to act. At this stage, I do not want your forgiveness, I do not want your "we are so sorry" or your "we love you very much" because it never felt like you did.
By Charlie Herdman4 years ago in Confessions
