To Mama Cindy,
It's been one helluva ride, hasn't it? I unceremoniously came out to you, you moved to Afghanistan and I went to Ann Arbor, and we have gone vaguely separate ways. Feeling your love from afar is nothing like the mother's hug that I miss so much. Still, your strength, courage, and determination push me forward in ways you'll never know.
I'm so glad you got to meet C the last time you were on R&R. You've never lost patience with my post-adolescent love affairs and broken hearts, tearful voicemails, and total confusion and uncertainty about the future. Your voice soothes me at 4 a.m. when I'm at the lowest of lows and elevates me even more when I am on top of cloud nine. I turn to you for strength and guidance that I cannot find within me.
Really, in short, thanks. Thanks for pushing me to finish my college applications, getting me to the school of my dreams, and encouraging me when I told you I wanted to be a poet instead of a doctor.
Just thanks. No other words beside, "I love you" will ever come close to expressing my adoration for you.
Love from afar,
Pitter
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