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bekks.corner 6/3/26

  • Jun 3
  • 2 min read

I love you mom, i hope you know that.

I didnt hate you as a kid, I was hurt by you as a kid.

Even after I was 18.


And I never knew you were going to change somewhat.

I never knew I'd yearn for saturday night movies with you.

I never knew I could confide in you the way I have now.

I never had you, I got you, then I lost you, and now i have you.


And all I want is for you to be my mom.

I want you at my wedding.

I want you to meet your grandkids.

I want you at my graduation.

I want you in my chair as we talk about what's happening at home.


I havent forgotten anything, I remember everything.

And you are the reason why i understand forgive and forget.

Why i know that I am capable of doing that now.


I love our outings.

Our dinner dates.

Our weird things that we like to do.

The sunday you were re covering from surgery and just watched Christmas movies all day in bed.

How you changed my room and listen to my taylor swift obsession.

How my first stop from work is your bedroom so I can tell you about how my day at work went.


You before everyone else mom.

I love you.

And i do love who you are.


And im sorry grandma treated you like that as a child.

Im so happy you and grandpa are doing great now.

Im sorry that you have done so much for a man and he doesn't even care.

I want what's best for you and I want to give you the world.

I want to gift you financially.


I'll always want my mom and I'll always want to go home to my mom.

Thank you for everything.

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