Tribute to My Eighty-Eight Year Old Mom, by Karen Sawyer

Dear Mom,

As I sit down to write this Mother’s Day letter to you, where do I start?  How do I single out a few things to write about from a whole life of memories?  I mean, after all, I’ve known you since day one.  More accurately, you’ve known me since day one.

Anyway, as I look back and remember my life, there is one thread that runs through every facet of my life – that is you.  We are somehow connected at a deeper level, a higher plain than most people.  I could say that it’s just because you’re my mother but that is only where it starts.  I hope it’s not just because we have the same blood – because I want to have the same connectedness with my kids.  No, somewhere it went beyond that.  And I can honestly say it has nothing to do with me.  The credit goes completely to you. (more…)

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A Letter to my Mother, by Ryanick Paige

Dear Mom,

Mother’s Day is supposed to be a time to celebrate our mothers. A time to thank them for the things they have done and the things they have taught us throughout our lives. Sometimes, the things we have learned from our parents are not pleasant and should not be celebrated.

It could have been because she was the baby. It could have been because you had me way too young and didn’t know how to love. As I grew up, I was told a mother’s love was unconditional. I was told mothers love their children the same, but the older I grew and the more I saw, the less I believed. (more…)

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Dear Mom, Marrissa Wilson


You have sacrificed so much for all of us. Me, Melissa, Tommy, dad, Frankie, and everyone else you love. You work so hard and you are always tired and yet, you still do more if you have to. You work your ass off and come home and practically fall over and still you cook and clean. You are an amazing woman and I am so glad you are my mother.

When Tom died, you were a wreck but you knew Melissa and I still needed you so you stayed strong. Even though I don’t have kids, I don’t think I could ever be as strong as you are. Then again, you are my mother and I have learned everything from you. Maybe I can be as strong as you if I ever have to go through it. Let’s hope I will never have to go through what you did though. God tested you and you passed. You still miss Tom, like we all do, but you go on and live your life every day because life has to go on no matter what. (more…)

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Dear Birth Mother of My Daughter, by Laurie Darroch-Meekis

Dear Birth Mother of My Daughter,

I have never seen you face to face. You have no idea who I am. What I do know is, because of you I have my daughter.

There have been times I have been so angry with you. I watch my daughter, a wondrous and happy child  who lights up any place she goes, and wonder how you could have thrown her away. I wonder if she ever crosses your mind. You brought her into the orphanage the day she was born. My anger at those moments is only because she is such a loving child that I don’t see how you could have given her up. It is my protective streak saying, “How dare you reject my child!” (more…)

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My Precious Unborn Twins, by Lindsay Maddox

My Precious Unborn Twins:

Can I let you in on an itty bitty secret? Promise you won’t tell?

Okay, then. Here goes:

I am a teensy bit scared of you.

I know, you’re maybe ten inches tall and just shy of pound, but the thought of you is slightly terrifying to me.

Know why? (more…)

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