Day 24; A letter to your parents
Dear Granny (aka Mum),
I guess we have a weird kind of relationship. I sort of had to learn at quite a young age that I couldn’t really rely on you to be the “responsible” grown up out of us. And while that forced me to become alot older and wearier alot quicker, it also made me alot wiser. And I’ve learnt alot from your mistakes.
In saying that? I love the beejuzus out of you. You’re silly, kooky, caring, warm and a huge pushover. You want to spoil James and I rotten even when you really can’t afford to. I love that you’ve become a crazy cat lady when I remember you absolutely DETESTING the fact that Dad brought me home a cat back in the day. I love hanging out with you; going shopping at cheap asian groceries/clothing stores/discount shops, watching terribly sad Animal Planet documentaries, or just getting chores done.
You’re nowhere near perfect. But I love you with all my heart and wouldn’t change you for the world.
~*~
Dear Daddy,
I’ve always been “Daddy’s Little Princess”. And I love being her. But sometimes, I feel that you think far too much of me. That in your eyes I am more than I really am. While most of the time it’s lovely to have that much belief and encouragement, it can also get really overwhelming.
And I know you think that because of the divorce that you didn’t have an active role in raising me. You mention that all the time. But I completely disagree. I believe I listened to you more, wanted your approval more, wanted to make you proud more because of the fact that I only saw you on the weekends when I was going through my teenage years. Honestly, you might not think so, but you’ve done so much to make me who I am today.
You’ll be back overseas in a couple of days. And I know that you love it there, that you thrive there, that you’re more alive when you’re there. So I know that it’s the right thing for you to do. But I can’t help but feel a little selfish and want you to stay here, with me, where I can see you and visit you and hang out with you and enjoy what time I have left with you.
I know it’s a terrible thing to think about. But I do. I can’t help it. And it scares the crap out of me that one day, it won’t just be in my head.
I love you Daddy.