For all the things my hands have held, the best by far is you. – Anonymous
Honestly, I am not sure where to start when it comes to the topic of my parents. Are there even enough words to describe how I feel about them? What I really want to say about them needs to go into a book, because there’s just that much to our story. However, I am going to try to keep it somewhat short and simple. Key words here being try.
This is not a dedication to the perfect parents from the perfect child. This isn’t where I tell you all that I got everything I could have ever imagined as a child, from parents that were able to give it to me. Instead, this is a dedication from a once broken child to once broken parents. This is a dedication to the parents that loved me no matter what. This is for Davids Gamma & PopPop.
To my Mom:
Mommy to you I apologize. I apologize for the sleepless nights. I apologize for the tears. I apologize for the disobedience. I am truly sorry for everything that I put you through, both mentally & emotionally. I use to wish I could change how things played out in our past, I used to wish that I could redo my childhood to be the perfect child because you deserved it. You still deserve it, and little do you know…you’re another motivation behind me bettering myself. It still amazes me to this day how at the age of 20 you decided to take in your less 2-year-old sister and raise her as your daughter. Now that I am a parent, you’ve told me the road won’t be easy. You told me that it was hard, you told me that you tried your best and still felt like at times it wasn’t good enough. But look at me mommy, look at where I am today. Do you really think I would be where I am today without you? If that answer is anything else other than yes, think again.
To My Dad:
Daddy to you I apologize. I apologize for the stress. I apologize for you witnessing your wife breakdown over me time and time again. I am truly sorry for disrespecting you. I didn’t mean it, I never do. When you came in my life at the age of seven, there was an instant connection between us. I knew that I loved you, because I could tell you loved my mom. Our world would light up when you came around, and I was the happiest little girl in the world when you said I could call you daddy. I wasn’t the easiest child to raise, but what matters is that you never gave up on me. You stood next to my mom during some of the toughest decisions regarding me, a solid rock when she was falling apart. You’re my everything, and as I am writing this dedication to you and mommy I can’t help but to tear up. God knew exactly what he was doing when he brought you in our lives, and how ironic is it that my husband reminds me of you so much? I love you, and thank you for being the best example of how a man is supposed to love a woman.
Is the story between you and your parents picture perfect, or has there been some bumpy roads? Have you had to put your pride aside and learn that if nobody else has you, they do? I’d love to hear about it in the comments section!