the new is in, the new is in.

Hey. So I've decided I won't skip any of the days, because that's weak. For me, anyway.
So first thing's first, today> it was pretty great. I just got back from seeing Toy Story 3. Oh my god, it was so good. It was intense, kind of funny, terribly upsetting, and incredibly happy. It was beeeaaaautiful :3

Now here goes the letters. DAY THREE.

Dear Mom,
I love you. I honestly couldn't ask for a better mother. You've raised me well, and you did it on your own too. You're a real hero. Sometimes, it's true, I feel a bit smothered, but I think that's the way it should be. I'd hate it if you were too slack, because then I'd run wild and expect everything to be handed to me. And you're still pretty easy going with things. I have the freedom I need, taking it all step by step, and I especially love how accepting you are. You encourage creativity and individuality. I'm sure I've let you down before, but believe me, I do try not to. I remember somewhere between grade 3 and 6, you fixed a barbeque and called yourself super mom, because that is typically "a man's job". I agree. You ARE supermom. I've learned how to stand on my own two feet because of you. You really do inspire me, and I'm so glad I've been able to spend my first almost 15 years with you. I honestly don't know what I would do without you, and I hope we always stay as close as we are now for years and years and years. I love you, Mama :3

Dear Father,
This is really difficult to write. You passed away when I was less than a year old. I guess some people could argue that you don't mean anything to me. For my own self, I think they're wrong. You gave me life. So much of me, comes directly from you. But, you're gone. I think about you a lot. I compare myself to my mother, and I always wonder if the traits she lacks, you had. But I'll never know. I hate thinking about you because I can never EVER reach a conclusion of any sort. It also upsets me how you left this world. You were far too young, and your death was unfair. Drunk driving. So cruel. That's affected me a lot too. As I'm getting older, I'm seeing alcohol and drugs around me more and more. Father, did you know that I've never been drunk? The only alcohol to ever enter me was a small sip of Mom's when I was younger and more curious. I decided at age 10 or so that I'm no fan of alcohol. Or maybe I made the decision a long time ago without really realizing it. I can't remember. Father, did you know I've never abused drugs before? Well, sometimes I take too many stress pills, but they can't possibly have a negative effect on me. I'm going in to grade 10 now, like I said, there's drugs and alcohol everywhere. I've even lost a few friends to drugs. One of my best friends gets drunk sometimes. And even though it's not often, I suspect she wishes it were. Really, at least half of my friends are in to alcohol. I'm told that most adults are too. This scares me. Maybe if everyone else lost their father like I lost you, they'd have a better understanding. I don't want to be too biased in believing alcohol is the root of all evil because, it isn't necessarily. Not all the time. But still, it scares me. I hope to avoid alcohol. I hope to think of it as honouring you, the important stranger in my life. Mom seems to only have bad things to say about you, so I never ask her about you anymore. You can't be as bad as she says you are, can you? I'm not part evil, am I? There's another conclusion I'll never reach. That said, bye Father.

There we go. If it strikes you as odd that I refer to the man that gave me birth as "Father", keep in mind that Father is the technical term of the male who's sperm fertilizes your mother's egg. Dad is stereotypically someone who teaches you how to ride a bike, picks you up from school, lets you bend rules and overprotects his daughter when she gets involved with boys. I don't really have a Dad unfortunately, though I know my mom tries her best to be both parents. Anyway.

I think I'll end this now. Writing felt good, just saying.

Bye now.

Oh, P.S. Guess who's dating Jesus Christ?... Yeah, that's right. :)