Sunday, June 26, 2022

An open letter to my concerned mother

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Shreya Christinahttps://cafe-madrid.com
Shreya has been with cafe-madrid.com for 3 years, writing copy for client websites, blog posts, EDMs and other mediums to engage readers and encourage action. By collaborating with clients, our SEO manager and the wider cafe-madrid.com team, Shreya seeks to understand an audience before creating memorable, persuasive copy.

Dear Mom,

This morning I woke up at 9:47 am. It was that perfect time when I was both well rested but also felt like I had a good part of the day ahead of me.

This morning I woke up at 9:47 am to four texts, two missed calls and a voicemail all from you.

The texts started asking how my day had gone and where I’d left that bottle of lotion I’d borrowed. They wondered if I was still asleep and ended with three dagger-like words: “I’m starting to worry.” I can only imagine your dread of not answering the phone the first two times, followed by your insurmountable urge to leave a voicemail with the desperate request that I call you as soon as I get it.

Mom, despite the first words I coolly muttered to you when I called you back, “It’s only 10 o’clock,” I want you to know that I love that you’re concerned.

It pains me to think of your thoughts wandering to scary, faraway places, but it comforts me to know that they are thinking of me in the first place. Every time my phone buzzes and I have a message or phone call from you, the 962 miles between us doesn’t seem that big.

I want you to know that I worry too; I worry when we’re together, and I worry when we’re not together. My main concern is that you worry too much.

I guess that’s why I’m my mother’s daughter.

always thinking of you,

Your daughter

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