An Open Letter

We finally ended up going to SkyZone, which was a blast in it’s own. I’m glad I can finally cross that off my bucket list. We afterwards briefly went to barnes and nobles, and while I already have a book I want to finish, I wanted to get something physical so I can keep it as a memory of the day. I ended up getting a bookmark, and while looking at them I found one that for some strange reason brought me almost to tears. There was nothing notable about the bookmark, but it just reminded me of when I was a young child, it was the art I used to see. It reminded me of when Mama would say those sweet words, like “I love you so much.”

After a few seconds of being stunned by it, I realized I was tearing up. On the ride back I was thinking about it, and it really hit me how my parents are going through life for their first time too. I’m sad for all the things that happened to me, and the things that didn’t. But also, they’re figuring life out too. I can’t blame them for anything, how could they have known any better.