Dear Mom,
I am afraid I don’t know if I have many words for you today. You cannot translate your heart into words, and this is what you are to me. You are my heart. When we laugh together, it beats faster, when you hold me whilst I cry, it beats stronger, when we snuggle, it grows, and if I lash out, if we have an argument, even if I see a flash of anger or pain on your face, my heart simply stops, if only for a second.

One day, your heart will stop beating, and I don’t know what will happen to mine. I imagine it will burst with sadness, for just thinking of that dreadful day brings me to tears, and makes my voice crack. I wish my mind had more room, because I want to mentally record every second I am with you. I save your voicemails. I have a box full of notes you put in my lunch, even when I entered high school. If your text message makes me smile, I type it on my computer and save it. I try to draw out everything I can from you, so I can remember all of you.

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You are my inspiration. Your kindness, your resolve, your beauty, your talent, and your faith, have all made me who I am, and I can only hope that who I am is a tenth of who you are.

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You are my heart.

I love you.
Lizzy