To Mom,
I made your soup last week and finally got it right. I cried into the pot. I wanted to call you and tell you so badly.
someone I lost · Jun 2026
To Mom,
I made your soup last week and finally got it right. I cried into the pot. I wanted to call you and tell you so badly.
To Mom,
I know I was a hard kid. I get it now, holding my own. Thank you for not giving up the way I deserved.
— your daughter
To Mom,
I got married and I saved you a seat anyway. Everyone understood. The seat wasn't empty. You were in every part of that day.
— your little girl, all grown up
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