Dear Landing In Paris…

It was the longest plane ride, but also the most comfortable I had ever been on. The seats were spacious, there was in flight movies, they even brought dinners around to everyone. It was still a flight and I was excited when it landed but overall, the trip was off to a good start.  I…

Dear Mother and Daughter Trips…

Our mother and daughter trips skipped one beat, but resumed without any conversation of the trip that I had skipped previously.  Before my parents divorced they had planned that for my 16th birthday my mom would take me to Paris and my mom didn’t let our new life ruin that. However, my birthday is smack…

To Meeting Jack…

My brother, mom, and I were making our way to my brother’s favorite store, the magic store that looked like a castle on the outside. That’s when I saw him, just laying on the sidewalk surrounded by his friends, the biggest chocolate lab I had ever seen.  I immediately collapsed on the floor next to…

To Christmas Shopping…

After my dad left, getting Christmas presents became an event at my mom’s house. Each year a couple weeks before Christmas, my mom would drive my brother and I to Denver where we would spend the day walking around the mall and outside shops buying presents for each other.  My brother and I would go…

Dear What Are You Doing…

It became part of our daily lives, saying I love you. It had been two months and we were fully obsessed with each other. I woke up every morning to a text from him saying, “Good Morning Beautiful” and an immediate smile on my face.  We walked together in the hallways, stealing kisses from each…

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Dear Depression…

My mom’s relationship with me had two levels - best friend or public enemy number one.  When I started spending all my weekends at Jake’s house, it just upset her more. She knew how much I loved his family and it drove her crazy because it was clear that I wanted to spend my time…

Dear Falling In Love…

I don’t even remember our second date, it was as though we were immediately inseparable after date one. We began texting constantly and it was just assumed that we were spending Friday and Saturday night together, unless I was grounded for some reason my mom made up  or he had plans with his friends.  All…