Dear Mom,
I know when we talk on the phone or I end an email to you, the words I love you are spoken or appended. But today I want to explain what those words really mean to me.
Your love has always been unconditional. When I was in some troubled times you were there and the love didn't change. You were always there when I was growing up even though you were mostly a single parent. Your love for me was there then as well. I appreciate the memories I have of you in the stands, freezing I might add, while I enjoyed myself playing little league football. You were there during the summers too, supporting me during baseball. You were there in all I did as a young boy and I should have included you more as a young man. There was nothing I could do good or bad that changed the live you freely shared with me.
But that was then and this is now; more than a thousand miles separates us. But somehow your love transcends those miles and still touches me. It is I who is blessed to have you as my Mom. I wish there were portals as in video games to allow instantaneous passage to and from one place to another. I would certainly be taking advantage of such a system to see you more often. Seeing you once a year is not enough.
As your 79th birthday passed, I reflected on these things and more. It is difficult for me to express this in words written or spoken. I am grateful for everything you have ever done for me and continue to do for me and my family.
It is now almost time for my birthday and this letter to you is my present to myself and a belated gift to you. The cookies are still welcome but it is the love you have freely given yours and my entire life that is the most important thing in my life.
I love you Mom,
Johnny
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