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Dear Mom

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Dear Mom, 

Thank you and I'm sorry. 

Thank you for your patience as I tried to find myself. Thank you for your patience when I couldn't find a job and had to live with you for two years after college until I got a job. Thank you for loving me when I couldn't love myself. Thank you for coming up to my bedroom at 11:15 to hold my hand, to hold me in your arms and tell me that you loved me. Thank you for caring about my problems and listening for hours in the car while I gave you detailed accounts of the stupidest things at school, work, and parties. Thank you for never doubting my abilities and telling me to follow my dreams and my heart. Thank you for sacrificing what you wanted to give me what was best for me.

I'm sorry, beyond words, for the pain I put you through. I wish I could say that my birth was the hardest thing I ever forced you to endure, but I know that's not true. I'm sorry for screaming at you and refusing to cooperate, for throwing hour-long temper tantrums for three years without a single act of immediate obedience. In fact, I'm sorry for doing quite the opposite. I'm sorry for sticking my toe across the line, for deliberately disobeying your clear boundaries when I knew better. I'm sorry for never listening to you, for always doing things my way. I'm sorry I never apologized sooner. 

I'm sorry I never wrote or called in college. I was ecstatic to get away from the stuffy old town where you and Dad raised me. College was my chance to never have to deal with any of my past life. I'm sorry for deleting and ignoring all your patient phone calls, for callousing my heart to the point where I felt no guilt over missing your birthday. 

But you never forgot my birthday. I always came home from school to find a card from you. It was never late, and it was always the most thoughtful thing anyone has ever given me. I would groan and throw it in the trash can, refusing to even open it and see what was inside. I wish I had, Mom. I wish I had picked up the phone and just talked to you. I wish I had a chance to say sorry. 

I hadn't seen you in four years, and never had any regrets. She'd be there when I came home from college, I thought. I never knew what you were dealing with; the thought never crossed my mind. I wish with all my heart that I had come back and tried to help. If I could do one thing, it would be to spend five more minutes with you and hug you good-bye. It would be to give you this letter; to read it to you as I cried. I would cry on your shoulder and I would just say "Sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry." I can't apologize enough. 

I now realize that there is no such thing as 'getting time back'. I thought in college that we would have an eternity together, but on the day of my graduation when I saw you in the back and realized that you had grown old without me to help support you, I realized that I would never be able to go back in time and right the wrongs. I will have to live with those decisions for the rest of my life. If I could go back and change that, I would have talked to you every day on the phone for hours about school and work and friends and parties and professors and tests and finals and midterms. 

But it's too late now. I can only make the best of what I have, and then hope for the best. So I wrote this letter to say sorry, and thank you. Thank you for giving me the life I did not deserve, the opportunity I did not appreciate. Thank you for forgiving me for all the wrongs I did over the years. And I'm sorry for everything I've done. I wish I didn't have to apologize, but I am not afraid to admit that I was a really bad son. And now I say sorry for all the wrongs, and thank you for the rights. 

Much love, 

Andrew. 

A/N: This was a short letter I just now published. In the early stages of writing, I set it up so that the son became a drug addict and while he was away at college his mom died in a car crash, but I ended up crying so badly I couldn't finish it and it broke my heart. Hopefully it's still meaningful, even though this isn't Mother's Day anymore. Sorry that this story is a little late!

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Kazumi
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Kazumi wrote a review · Sat May 20, 2017 6:04 pm

Hey MJ, it's me outvaders. I was looking for some shorts to review to keep me busy as I was travelling, and somehow I ended up here. I've got quite a bit to talk about, so let's get right into it.

But wait wait wait. Before I say anything else, I think it's important to let you know about myself so that you can understand why I feel the way I do about this work.

I'm outvaders, I'm from the PHL, I write flash fiction, and I'm rather cynical and pessimistic, especially towards fiction like this. I find this lovey-dovey stuff cheesier than Burger King's full-size 4-Cheese Burger, so it's not common for stories like this to move me emotionally. Right off the bat, I already don't like this short: a reason to be critical of its flaws. That's alright though. After all, negatron a-holes like me were never the intended audience of stuff like this. I can forgive this story for not being my thing. However, what I cannot stand is just how mediocre, bland, and cliche this short story is.

Let's start with the format of this story. It's written as if it was a real-life letter, but everything about and around it is fictional. I'll assume this is all fiction because this was listed under short stories and because you said so in the author's notes. Personally, I despise this kind of approach because when it's not executed well, it comes off as lazy and amateur. It gives off that feeling because a lot of new writers use this format. Even I was tempted to try this back when I was a noob. After all, it's easier to write in a non-fiction format under the pretense of making fiction than actually making fiction. There's nothing wrong with doing this so long as the story it tells is actually good. The only problem is, this story isn't, so it gives off the amateur writer feel that I just hate so much.

One of the other contributing factors to this story's downfall is the cliche story. The premise of this short isn't just nothing new. In fact, it's already such a common and tired plotline that always pops up everywhere whenever Mother's day comes around: spoiled, ungrateful child not reciprocating his mother's unconditional love for him in order to pursue his worldly desires, then regretting what he did later on when a major crisis hits him. This is literally all there is to this story. There is no nuance to it, and the story went as I expected it to be. Not only is this plotline so washed-out and widespread, I know I've heard stories like this again and again, some of them even more memorable and better-executed than this. Because of that, it doesn't feel unique. It feels like some contrived af tale an elementary teacher would tell her first-grader students in order to guilt-trip them into trying loving their parents.

Perhaps the biggest complaint I have against this story is the utter flatness of the main character. This guy is so bland, so cliche, so easy to read, so devoid of personality, to the point where I just hate this guy. His only defining character traits are his lack of love for his mother in the past, and his penitence and regret when after he realized he can't be with her anymore, both of which are in place only because they are essential to the story. It is not an exaggeration to say he is just a plot device.

Then there is his writing style, which I find equally as plain as his character. Sorry this, sorry that. Thank you this, thank you that. It's just what it needs to be. It tells you all about the story outright without any hints of subtlety. It's ordinary. It's doesn't stimulate the mind. It has no flair or personality whatsoever. It's boring.

How am I supposed to empathize with this guy if I perceive him as a mere plot device, rather than a real, breathing, multifaceted human being who lives a life outside of this story?

This story feels just like a store-bought Mother's Day gift. It has good intentions, and I praise you for that. Effort and thought were surely put into this, even just to an extent. Any mother would definitely be delighted when you give it to them. However, it isn't really unique. It isn't formed completely by your own hands, or conceived by your own mind. That teddy bear you bought for her is just one of the several identical copies of that in the shelf. On the other shelves, there are also teddy bears that are exactly the same as the one you bought, but even better.

This story is just like that. It's got good intentions. It has the effort and the thought put into it. Any caring mother would appreciate it. However, it feels exactly like many other Mother's Day stories, and there are also many other Mother's Day stories that does what this did better. Don't give your mother an ordinary, manufactured gift like all the others are doing. Instead, strive to give her something extraordinary that she would keep near and dear for the rest of her life. Add more personality to this story, imbue this with more life, and offer more of yourself for her. Once you do these, I'm sure you'll be able to come to her with something beautiful in your hands, something memorable, something truly special.

Anyways, that's the end of my review. Hopefully you got something out of this one. It's 2AM in my timezone right now, so I'll have to sign out early. Have a good day.

-outvaders

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Hii! First of all, let me just start by saying that I thoroughly enjoyed this letter. It does put out a very important message and I think a lot of people will be able to relate to this, or perhaps learn something from it and prevent going through what Andrew did.
There are a few things I would like to point out, though. Make sure you don't repeat yourself- read the letter back and try to find synonyms or change the phrase a little. For example, in the first paragraph: 'when I couldn't find a job and had to live with you for two years after college until I got a job'. Also, don't start every sentence with 'thank you'. Try to avoid repeating that by writing something like "There are countless things I have to thank you for...." .

It's great that Andrew realizes his mistakes and wants to change things, but we never get to see him doing anything in that sense. He apologizes profusely, but in this situation saying sorry isn't all he needs to do, so I felt that it would've been great to actually see things changing in their mother-son relationship.

You also made it sound as if something was wrong, like the mother was ill or had been through a very tough time which the son wasn't there for, so I was waiting for us to find out what had happened but we never did.

I appreciate that you didn't go with the drug addict / car crash scenario- in my opinion, it would have made it a little too dramatic and harder to relate to, as well as the fact that it would've taken the focus off of the initial message.

Overall, this was great and I enjoyed reading it, so thank you for taking the time to publish this:-)

Thanks for the review! The beginning section was foreshadowing the car crash scene, but then I changed it and didn't rewrite the beginning paragraphs. I'll be sure to look it over and apply your suggestions!

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rosette wrote a review · Wed May 17, 2017 3:15 am

Hiya there, MJ!

Allow me to start off by saying this was super sweet, and I loved it. You really did a fantastic job with all the emotion and regret in here. And I liked how you have it as the perspective of a man, strange as that may sound. Most letters or works I read like this are from a woman or girl, and you just imagine them bawling their eyes out while they're writing. But this, this was different. I can just see Andrew writing this out, fighting back tears, but his love for his mother is so overwhelming. <3 Do excuse me for getting all sentimental over here. *sniffles*

But one thing about this that puzzled me was... why? I see you said it's for Mothers Day, but what's with all the "I wish"es?

I wish I had, Mom. I wish I had picked up the phone and just talked to you. I wish I had a chance to say sorry. 

I now realize that there is no such thing as 'getting time back'. I thought in college that we would have an eternity together, but on the day of my graduation when I saw you in the back and realized that you had grown old without me to help support you, I realized that I would never be able to go back in time and right the wrongs. I will have to live with those decisions for the rest of my life.

I never knew what you were dealing with; the thought never crossed my mind.

But it's too late now.

Excuse all my copying and pasting, but reading this, I literally thought the mother was dead or dying or something was wrong with her. But you never said if there was. And if this is so urgent as it appears, why didn't he just go and talk to her, instead of writing and sending a letter? Is there something else we don't know about here?



I wish I didn't have to apologize, but I am not afraid to admit that I was a really bad son.

Don't worry. This is just my opinion, but that "really" makes the sentence sound weak. I've heard say that a lot of writers (myself included) use it to make a certain whatever sound stronger, but that word is so overused, it really doesn't work as well as it used to. *wink wink* I'd suggest replacing it with a stronger word/adjective that gives more of the impression of this "bad son"...?



Ah, righto. Something else here was nagging at me. Exactly... what is the background of Andrew? Ok, that sounds weird. But background/our backstory shapes who we are, and right now Andrew's is kind of puzzling me. His mother sounds amazing, like the greatest mother ever, and while I don't know much about the father, he doesn't sound too terrible, either. So, why did Andrew rebel against every little thing, and basically try to lose all communication with them? Were they that stifling? Did his friends influence him, or some other event change his view on things? I'm not quite getting the full picture...

I get that it'd be difficult to incorporate all of that into just a letter, but I feel like I don't really know what's going on. If you have to correct me, or comment about something I said, I would like to know your thoughts! But this was a splendid work, and I do highly applaud you for it.
Thank you for sharing, MJ, and have a great day. =)

Thanks for the review! The beginning was supposed to foreshadow the car crash that I decided not to make because it was just a little too over-the-top. I'm going to rewrite that section and definitely use some of your suggestions! Thanks again :)

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Carlito
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Hello hello! Thanks for tagging me :D

I really liked the sentiment behind this piece. I think this is unfortunately a really common thing for a lot of people, especially at the age you're showing here. Lots of people tend to take their moms for granted until something hits them over the head and they realize oh crap I should have spent more time with my mom. I like that you used that and expanded it into the character not only feeling thankful for everything his mom has done, but also feeling remorseful that he hasn't done more for her.

I'm glad you decided not to go with the car accident at the end. Not only would I hate for you to be that upset as you're writing, but I don't think the story needs it. I think having a big dramatic death like that would end up feeling too dramatic or melodramatic and right now just having that sentiment of wishing he could do things differently because his mom has gotten older is enough. It feels more authentic to me because most of the time our moms don't die in sudden freak car accidents, but they do get older and as parents age kids are more likely to think they need to spend more time with their parents while they have them.

My only real note of critique is that stylistically it didn't always read like a letter to a mom to me and instead felt a little formal. He's telling the story of his life in a way to his mother, but his mom already knows those things. She knows what she's done for him. She knows that they haven't seen each other in four years and she's never missed a birthday. I think instead you could show more of how he came to the realization that he did something wrong and he wants to try to make amends with his mom. If I were this mom, that would be most meaningful to me. I would also want to know how he plans to change things moving forward - it's nice to say I'm sorry and I wish I could go back and fix it, but how is he going to be different moving forward? I think you can and should totally still include some of the things he feels he did wrong or the things he feels bad about and his emotions and thoughts about those things because that brings everything into focus and is obviously important to your overall message. I would just also include some of those other elements.

Overall though, I think this is a nice little letter and I really liked the sentiment you put across here. I also appreciated the author's note at the end and made it clear that this is fiction and not about your mom :) I'll leave things there for now, but let me know if you have any questions or if there's something you'd like feedback about that I didn't mention! :D



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