Blankets and Parades.

Dear Mom,

You've been one of the most inspiring people I've met in my life, and i'm glad that it was you who brought me up all this while. You're like Stella from CSI:NY, the mother of everyone, and the character that portrays much strength and courage.

I'm probably one of the biggest disappointments in your life and the rebel of a daughter that you wished you never had. Whatever it is, thank you for always staying strong for us, for always putting us first and for holding on to your marriage just for us.

Mom, you're selfless, and you really taught me what it was like to be a fighter. Maybe one day, fate will bring you to this page and you will read this. I just hope you know that this has been the perception I have of you behind those emotionless eyes you see everytime we fight.

I'm ten years late, but I love you mom. For you, I promise to yet harder. Just like last time, I wanna make you proud again.

Dear Dad,

There's one distinct memory I have of you and that would be watching Powerpuff Girls' at five in the morning on Channel 17 on Sundays - the days I looked forward to. I will always remember how you gave up your bed for us when we came over for our weekend sleepovers. I was only four, and I was your little girl.

I've grown up now, and we don't talk much anymore. But I'll always remember how you attempt to start a conversation with me when you take me out on Sunday nights and how you will always you showed you cared.

To be honest, I still love Powerpuff Girls', because they remind me of you. They just give me something to hold onto. So here's to you dad, I haven't said this for the past ten years, but I love you.

Dear Mom and Dad,

Thank you the best parents in your imperfect ways. That makes you special and human, and that's what I remember the most about you.

You guys are the real superheroes of our generation, and that's all we ever need.

Love,
Marissa

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Dear lovely, (you know who you are)

I've given a lot of thought on how I should write this to you without sounding all tongue tied.

I would think my favourite movie of all time would be 500 Days of Summer. It's one of the few films that really highlight how beautiful love is.

I remember having this conversation with you when I told you how cynical I was towards love and how I thought it was beautifully broken.

Like you always did, you listened. Maybe that's why I find myself letting my heart heal and letting it love you in bits and pieces each day. One day, perhaps, it may be almost whole.

This is my confession as you could call it, finally down in black and white, and finally most of what I've always wanted to tell you will appear in the few letters that may be addressed to you.

So this is my letter to you, wishing you well, and sending you all my love that is left in this weird petite small little girl with the oddest character and fiesty temperament.

Love you awkwardly,
M.

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