Dear Mom and Dad,
Eighteen years I have come to know you both as my mother and father. I often call you "Ma" or "Pa" as my own way of referring to you. Kinda like terms of endearment. It's not often that I tell either of you that I love you. I guess it's kinda embarrassing for me to express affection to my parents. But I really do love you both. Needless to say, without you I wouldn't be here today. Your support and love through the years has done great things. You've never been super strict nor easygoing. I think that you've been the perfect kind of parents. You always believe in me and let me work at my pace. Sure sometimes things can get bumpy but we always smooth it out in the end. I truly believe that you've been amazing parents even if dad works every day until midnight. Even if mom is always tidying things up. Because when we're all together, we share laughs and smiles. The jokes we share and the stories you tell are always great. It's little things like those that I appreciate. I don't think I could ever articulate something like this to you in person. Maybe because of some dumb pride in me that says I can't be lovey dovey with my parents. Or maybe that I would have to translate this all into Spanish. I just don't know. But I think you know that I love you. I'm proud to be your son.
