Friday Letters

Dear Mama,
 
While straightening your hair last Saturday I had a revelation. I'm all grown up! You use to do those things for me and now I do those things for myself, and because you aren't extremely efficient at it, at times I get to do it for you. It reminded me of a younger you, in her twenties letting me put makeup on you and then letting you show me how to put it on myself, we were getting glammed up for a Spice Girls concert I was about to perform for you in our living room, with Nana clapping along in her favorite wicker chair. You were the coolest Mom, ever, I hope you know that. I realized on Saturday that I just miss being around you, and I feel like so much time has passed since we just got a chance to breathe in a moment like that together. I feel comforted that as I am getting older I am making note of these special times we share, because I know one day (far far away from now) they are what I will look back on and cherish. I am excited thinking about all of the memories we still have to make, and hope you know that I wouldn't change one second of our life as mother and daughter. I love you.

 
Dear Nahal,
 
Sometimes I gotta put my Mama first baby doll, haha. But you knew you'd get a letter in here!! Thank you, thank you, thank you for last weekend. Thanks for dropping all your plans, drinking shots of Patron with me till 2am, Listening to me drunkenly cry in the car on the way home while Dj-ing the most heartbroken songs ever, laying in bed with me the next day killing the hangover and talking all about our wonderful-crazy-hard-ass-lives, run/walking 3 miles with me around the "Flug" lake haha, acting like 6 year olds at the playground with me, and just in general being the best friend there ever was in the whole wide world. I have NO idea what I did to be SO friggin lucky and get a best friend like you, but I don't know where I'd be or who I'd be if I hadn't met you my dear. You keep me together when my world feels like it's falling apart. I love love love you. 
 
P.S. You looked super cute in that jacket I gotcha ;)

 
Dear G5, 
 
I love you because you get me from point A to point B, especially when I need to see my family and friends REALLY badly. BUT I absolutely hate you because you have no A/C or heater, you don't have cruise control which has led me to getting countless speeding tickets, you are dirty and I can't wash you because one window is broken out, you need almost 400 bucks worth of maintenance done right now, and you guzzled about 150 big ones worth of gas this past weekend :P BUT then again... most of the things wrong with you are my fault in some way... sooooo I guess I still love you, and please start for me tonight when I am leaving work, deal?
 
Dear JB,
 
I'm sad about what happened. I have no idea how to fix it, or if you even want to. I wish you wanted to talk to me. I miss you.
 
Dear Self, 
 
Hang in there, everything will turn out fine.
 
<3 V