A Love Letter to My Mother During Quarentine
You gave me the wings to soar
First of all I love you. In the course of 32 years, you’ve been my rock, my foundation and my biggest cheerleader. You’ve also been my best friend.
Hearing the words from the doctors that I had to stay away for at least a month was hard. By that point, I was spending nights with my boyfriend. I didn’t know that I would soon be practically moving in.
I cried the night that I left you and had to have him take me in. Even now, it’s hard to know when to social distance and when to just enjoy being home.
I enjoy the weekends now that your medically induced quarentine is over. It’s actually fun going through and beginning to clean out the house like I always asked for the opportunity to do.
You gave me wings. Friends of yours told you for years that I should move out to start my new life. We both knew I wasn’t ready.
You told me today that things would never go back to normal. By normal, you meant that after two months of living with my boyfriend, I wouldn’t be coming home every night after work.
The thing is, being away from you and from the dogs is hard. You told me that you miss me. I know the feeling.
I feel pulled in two directions at all times. It feels like if my biological father would have wanted me when I was a teenager. Often times, it’s hard to make that call of where to go after work.
I’ve seen you start to fight me moving out. You’ve told me it’s you or him. I think we both know that in reality, I’d choose you. Yet, I feel the need to move in my life. To make time for both of you.
My love for you will never end. Even when I’m married, I still need a mother. I still need that one that I can come home to and pour my heart to. I still need wise guidance from someone who has been there and attempted the crazy things that I’m trying to do in my everyday life.
