an letter to my son
congrats! you’ve graduated from 8th grade and completed another chapter in your life. where has the time gone?! it seems like just yesterday that i was changing your diapers, walking you up all those big steps to kindergarten, helping you learn how to tie your shoes, reading to you before bed, watching episode after episode of spongebob together, etc etc etc… tears! anyway, fist pumps and high fives and knuckles and all that. boom. high school. let’s do this!
but before we do, i must say a few things.
i’m proud of you. like, mega proud. i know that sixth and even seventh grade presented some struggles and at times you felt defeated and helpless, but you took advantage of the resources that were provided and forged ahead. you should be proud of yourself for that. it shows your strength, your ability to work hard… especially when you feel like giving up. that strength will carry you through life, son – through all of its ups and downs. and there will be lots of them, so continue to be brave. stand up for what you believe in, do what is right even when others are doing wrong. this will be the hardest thing to hold on to as you navigate through the next four years, as you will undoubtedly be faced with peer pressure and making tough decisions. that being said… talk to me. (unless someone is bullying you or hurting you. in that case, tell someone else. because you know that i will drop everything, march into that school and hunt that little bastard down.) and if not to me… talk to an adult that you trust. i never want you to feel alone. you’re loved and supported, always… even when you mess up. please remember that.
listen kid, you’ve been given so many wonderful gifts in your life, thus far – a great education, opportunities to cultivate the hobbies/activities that you love, the ability to travel and experience other cultures, and above all – you’re surrounded by people who believe in you, people who want to see you do well! do not take these gifts for granted, as they are the very things that will shape your life.
i’m proud to be your mom, taylor. you’re an amazing kid with incredible talents, a kind soul and a zest for life. never lose that. you’re the best thing that i’ve ever done! well… you and your sister. but we’re still on the fence about her – she’s only almost 3. she’s pretty sweet now, but i’m sure i’ll have to endure years of her calling me a bitch and slamming her bedroom door in my face. in that case, you’ve been a piece of cake. so, thank you in advance for that. you’re my favorite. (don’t tell her i said that.)
now let’s go punch high school in the face and show it who’s boss.