Dear Momma

Words can not explain how much I miss you. The amount of tears I’ve cried over the years could fill an olympic sized pool. But no matter how much I cry, no matter how much I wish for you to come back, I know that, that is not possible and I will never see you in this lifetime again. But I am not writing you to talk about my sorrows. I want to tell you that you in our short years together as mother and daughter, that you raised a kick ass woman! Your strength, your will do be the best you can be at everything was certainly passed on to me. After losing you, my life was not the same of course. And dad’s drug problem didn’t help much either. I had to grow up so fast to take care of myself and my little sister. 8, I was 8 years old when I was forced into adult hood. I had to learn how to protect myself and Brianna because we had no one after you left. But I now see that in everthing I went through, it just made me more resilient to life and I thank you for that. I am 24 and I have a great career. I’ve been doing so well for myself and I know you would be so proud of me. I love you so much mama. Until we meet again, your daugther Brittany