A Letter from Your Son: To My Mom, From the Future
Mom,
I’m writing this from the future. It feels strange. But I need to tell you something.
The Little Things You Gave Me
You always made time for me. No matter how busy you were.
I remember when I was little and you’d sit with me after school. You’d ask about my day. (Even when I was talking about something dumb, like the new comic book I was into.)
You’d listen, really listen.
Even when you were tired. You never looked at the clock.
When You Chose Us
There was this one night. You said, “I want to be here, Ethan. For all of it.”
I didn’t get it then. (I was too young, right?)
But now I do. You chose us over work, over the chaos. And I see how hard that was for you.
(Do you remember when I tried to get you to coach my soccer team? You were scared at first. But you said, “If it matters to you, it matters to me.”)
The Sacrifices You Made
I remember when you’d stay up late, just to help me with schoolwork. I know you were exhausted. (You had your own work to do.) But you always made sure I didn’t feel alone.
You didn’t have to do that, but you did. And I’m grateful for that.
The Love You Gave Me
You loved me with your actions. Not just words.
When I messed up, you didn’t give up on me. You let me make mistakes. (Even when I swore I knew better.)
But you were always there. To talk. To guide.
(You didn’t force me to listen, but somehow I did.)
From the Future: The Man I’ve Become
Now, looking back, I see what you did. The love you gave. The sacrifices you made. I see how you shaped me.
(There were moments when I didn’t understand, when I thought you were too strict, too tired.) But now? I see the bigger picture.
Your Legacy
Your legacy isn’t in the promotions, or the long hours. It’s in the way you loved.
I think about the time you sat in the stands, cheering for me. (It didn’t matter if I was winning or losing. You were there. That’s all that mattered.)
Final Words
Mom, you gave me everything. More than I ever realized.
I just want you to know… I’ll never forget it.
With all my love,
Ethan
P.S.
I remember how you’d always say, “I’m proud of you.” It meant more than you know.
