Dear Mom,
This is the letter I never wrote to you.
The one that thanks you.
For all the time spent teaching me, even when I didn't take it seriously.
For handling tears, tantrums, and emotional earthquakes.
For those endless discussions.
And the profound silences.
For living through the chaos.
And the hours rushing here and there.
The hours applauding my efforts.
Shouting 'bravo!'
And the moments you stayed silent.
Hours tidying up the clutter.
And piecing things back together.
For sleepless nights.
And countless lost hours.
For the years you couldn't see my bedroom floor.
And the day you finally reclaimed it.
For all of this.
Thank you.
Thank you for giving me all the time in the world.
