Family

To my Brothers, We need your help. I am running out of excuses to explain why men, specifically men of color, are not stepping up to the plate to be the fathers and role models we promised we would be. As young men we promised ourselves we’d be different. We’d be different than many of our fathers were to us. I don’t know what happened along the way. Why didn’t we live up to that promise? I don’t know why we lied to our children, to our women, and to ourselves. It hurts when I go to parent-teacher night and the only people I see talking about their children’s education are mothers, grandmothers, sisters and aunts. Where the hell are you men? I get that we have to work, we have to grind… I get it. I understand she “did you dirty”. I feel you when you say she has a new man. But let...
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Dear Jaden, I know that having a seven-year age gap between us sometimes makes our relationship hard, but I hope you know how much I love you. I understand why you think all I do is constantly judge you and tell you what to do, but I truly only do it because I care about you so much. I don’t think I tell you enough how talented you are and how many great qualities you possess. You are so full of energy and able to make friends quickly because of your outgoing personality. The fact that you’re already a better skier than me, having only started two years ago, just shows how quickly you pick up new skills, which is something I’m extremely jealous of. You not only are talented, but you are also smart and loving. The fact that you’re already 13 scares me because it makes me realize how...
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Dear Other Other Mother, If I were you I’d be really mad at me. Actually, I was in an eerily similar situation a while back and I was quite mad at the other potential-other mother who didn’t seem to care about my heart. But as far as I can tell and you’ve said, you’re not mad. That means a lot, because I really didn’t go into this to make any enemies. You said you’re not mad, just hurt. I can imagine the hurt. I really, really can imagine. In fact, so many times we’ve almost walked away for that reason. At the very beginning I told myself that as long as we knew baby sister was safe, we wouldn’t fight for her. We’d leave it alone and walk away. There were several weeks of uncertainty between her birth announcement and learning about her whereabouts. We prayed hard for her every...
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Dear daughter, I no longer see the mirror shelf lined up with your array of kaajal pencils. Your room stays unusually clean. We miss being constantly pestered. Those times when you drop by for a few days? They are the most terrible, because after you are gone we don’t even have the task of waiting for you on our minds. They say when your daughter is married you lose her to someone else. How is this any different? We barely get to see you or talk to you all that much, at least not like earlier days. I feel like we have already married you off to your independence. Although this sounds like complaining, I really am not complaining – because I was the one who always wanted you to have everything I didn’t. I wanted you to be armed for all battles that you may never have to face. I...
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i wonder what happened to us. i used to be your sidekick back then to get some chocolates and fruits in our own fridge when we were under the care of our relatives and to eavsdrop on their talks late at night... those time we played "guess the commercials" and whoever wins will get hold of the remote...those time we argue on who will mix the ingredients and stuff.. i get jealous when i see those pictures of yours with some of your friends because lucky they are,they're in a picture with you...because i myself have forgotten the lastime we had picture together. im also jealous whenever you tell someone take care and something like that because i havent heard it from you telling it to me. yes, we live on the same house but we rarely talk... when someone asked me what is my...
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Dear Family, It seems like I can never catch a break. Everything I touch seems to crumble and I'm always trying to fix things but it always seems like everything just gets worse. Everyone expects so much out of me and they often forget I'm human too. While I understand it's common behavior to point out everyone else's flaws but your own, I just can't seem to get over how people treat me. I have one year left of my "teenage years" and I can honestly say I've wasted what was supposed to be "some of the greatest years of your life," doing nothing of what a typical teenager does. I've never even dated anyone because I've never had the time to and the thought of anyone meeting my family is just unfathomable. Most times, my family can be so judgmental and self-absorbed that I'm...
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You are safe at school now. I like walking you there because I get to hear more about what you are thinking and there is space for me to listen. And I understand more about how you see the world at ten, nine and six. 'Why the hell would you buy a car the same colour as your kid's hair?' It is not exactly insightful stuff. But if these are your biggest worries, I am serving you well. I won't always be here to do that. We know Mum's doctor says her epilepsy will get her one day. Fruit loops say Karma will. But either way, I wanted to write down a few things for you to remember as you get bigger: - Never trust a zebra crossing. Just because they are named after a friendly animal, doesn't mean drivers accord them the same respect. The one near your school is lethal. Think Guardian,...
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Add content Home Letters That Matter To Us All Facebook Twitter Google+ Pinterest User menuWrite A Letter My account Log out Search form Search You are here Home › Please help my pregnant 31 yr. old Primary tabs View draft(active tab) Edit draft Facebook Twitter Google+ Pinterest LinkedIn Email For 0 For Against Against 0 Reads 1 UNPUBLISHED Subject: Please help my pregnant 31 yr. old From: EL Afan- ador Date: 5 Jun 2015 This is for Angelina JoIie-Pitt Hello, I feel like I am dying. My 31 year old daughter is pregnant, not seen an obstetrician, not eating, panhandling, jumped bail recently on a paraphanelia warrant, sleeps on the floor as a squatter in some FEMA trailer in the middle of nowhere, is surrounded by addicts who share or squat there...
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Dear Linnea, We love you beyond what words can express. We have cherished you from your first breath and our affection has only increased with each day. We never imagined loving anyone as much as we love you and your brother and sister. No matter what happens, our love for you will not falter. We will never stop loving you passionately. Never. Our best memories are filled with you. 19 years of absolute enjoyment coming from your compassionate character, your skills and your joy-filled personality. Our thoughts are filled with thousands of beautiful images of you: bakery runs, private piano recitals, the “donut hotel,” singing “concerts” in the dishline at camp, hikes on mountains and through rivers, lazy summer days, Gram’s playhouse, the RV trip, the summer house, playing in the...
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Dear L.Y., In a box somewhere in the garage there is footage of the two of us. Although it’s lost in storage, it streams in my memory. I am holding you. You fit neatly in my two hands. My heart fits perfectly around your little finger – small as it was. It is a long time ago. It is the embodiment of that worn out metaphor we reach for to describe fathers and daughters. “Tied around fingers” or something like that. Clearly, I am entwined. I’ve always been. Quietly, I bend down and whisper something to you. It’s hard to make out what I’m saying on this fuzzy old tape. But, I know exactly what I said. I’ve been saying it for fourteen years. You have heard me say it in word and deed every day since. “You will always be this child here in my hands. I will never leave you nor forsake you. I...
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