Dear Mom:
Remember when you used to tuck me in?
White and pink crocheted blanket
Nestled in next to the soft black cat
Bedtime stories, wait!
One more, please. Please?
Remember those fights we used to have?
We screamed at each other
Doors were slammed, shattered
You didn’t understand my hormones
And I didn’t understand how to make you understand?
Remember when you tried
To introduce me to nu-wave
Duran Duran and Depeche Mode
The Smiths and Gary Numan
And I shrugged it off with my (obviously) superior teenage musical knowledge?
Remember what it was like
When I finally realized
I was in the goth club
In fishnets and lace, just like you
Dancing as a mirror image 30 years later?
Remember that conversation?
Remember the joy we felt
At having that shared connection
Finally having reached understanding –
Relational enlightenment
And now you’re sick
And now I’m 1,000 miles away
And now I’m unsure what to do
All I hope you remember is this:
I love you
And forever my mommy you’ll be
Stephanie “Steph” Abril is a graduate of Arizona State University, formerly from South Phoenix, AZ. Writing is her first love. She is passionate about volunteering, fostering community, yoga, and her two cats. When she is not at her day job, writing, or working on graduate school applications, she is crafting for her witchy business Persephone’s Path Herbals. She currently resides in Austin, TX.
Stephanie, thank you and I love you dearly 💜. Those memories, good and not so good (will never say bad) are etched in me and will always be there. You are and always will be my very special blessing.
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