Family

Dear Mama
Dear Mama, I can count on one hand the number of times we’ve agreed about anything important. I’ve felt your worry for me more than any other sentiment. More than judgment, more than pride, more than companionship. I’ve come to realize that worry, to you, is an instrument of love. Staying awake at night, waiting for me to get home. Texting and calling with frantic questions about my life choices. Demanding my sisters and friends to promise they will look out for me, the disobedient one.
By Brynn Mitchell4 years ago in Confessions
Dear Mom, Do You Ever Wish You Would Have Just Let the Boys Hang Me?
I mean, I can’t say that I’d blame you. I did try to kill you, after all. No, not on purpose! I’m not a psychopath.... at least I don’t think so.
By Cathy holmes4 years ago in Confessions
Not a Typical Confession
A confession to my Mother, after I traveled back in time and met her as a little girl.... This past mother’s day had me reflecting and reminiscing on my childhood, and memories of being a mom. I was thinking of the good and bad times, even the bold and least desired ones.
By Nikki B.4 years ago in Confessions
Now A Grown Up
As a little girl, I played with baby dolls just like most girls. I would do their hair, even make clothes from old socks. During that time, I thought of how I would treat my children when I was older. How I would care for them, dress them and I even talked to them with such love.
By Nadia 4 years ago in Confessions
I've Been Afraid to Tell You
"If you want to be my new mommy, you can wear my mother's veil." Do you remember the day I proposed to you? I was almost five years old. My mother had died when I was three, and daddy brought you home to meet us.
By Judey Kalchik 4 years ago in Confessions
Residuals
My time writing for vocal was very brief. I wrote 6 stories for 6 different challenges and did not win 3rd, 2nd, or 1st place. I did spend $139.86 to perfect my craft and am even more ready for the world. Thank you for your time.
By Imani Mary4 years ago in Confessions
Dear Mom
I remember the day I tried to tell you. I was a senior in highschool, somehow five years ago now, and I suddenly hated the fact I’d been cheating my way through pre-calculus all year. I don’t think I’ve ever felt so guilty in my life. I tried to come clean, because I wanted very much to feel not-that-way. You were having a rough day as it was, and when I beat around the bush about it you asked me if it would help or hurt our relationship, if you really needed to know, and I realized you didn’t. I’m sorry I lied to you, and I’m sorry my only thought behind confessing (at the time) was my conscience, and not our relationship.
By alan pierce4 years ago in Confessions
A Letter From Your Weird, Second Daughter
Dear Ma, I know we don’t really talk much. You might probably deny that as usual, but we don’t really communicate. Everytime we meet, we only speak of our daily, mundane stuff. I understand that you’re tired. You now have to spend the rest of your twilight years without Dad, because he passed away in 2014.
By Ruby Astari4 years ago in Confessions
Letter To My Mother
Dear Mother, There are many things you may not know about me, even still. I remember a few years ago you said you were surprised by something that I had done and were “getting to know me better.” It is strange that people can be close relatives from the same family and be very different or even not entirely know each other.
By Aisha Mohammad4 years ago in Confessions
It's Okay if You Resent Me, Too
As the birds chirp outside my window, you remind me of the canary in the mines. It was too late to save you by the time your silence was recognized, but you still did your part as a warning. As a beacon of hope and a pit of despair. There was no mask until that day, a smile where a frown seemed permanently etched.
By Emma Hanks (she/they)4 years ago in Confessions
Dim Light
Dear Mom Since the day I was born, everybody around me praised your name, like you are a goddess, an angel without wings, the light in deep dark times, you gave all the love and care to everybody around you, I don't have a confession but a question, did the river of love drained from your heart when it comes to me?
By MERA4 years ago in Confessions
Silent tears
A couple of months back, my mother stopped eating. She was continuously feeling drowsy and fatigued so much so that she was closing her eyes every now and then out of drowsiness. It was an absolute shock for me as she is a workaholic. She had the capacity and urge to work the whole day relentlessly. So what's wrong with her? After getting all her medical examinations; doctors said some sort of infection in her body, very low sodium and hyponatremia and needs hospitalisation. After struggling in ICU for 10days, she got septic, was frequently going into coma and there was no sign of improvement. On the 17th day of her hospitalisation she had a heart attack after which she was put on a ventilator.
By Razia Sultana4 years ago in Confessions