I’m writing to you with a heavy heart and a humble spirit.

Please forgive me. For the words I spoke in haste, for the silence I gave when you needed to hear my voice, and for the times I let pride or anger stand in the way of your love. I know I hurt you, and for that, I am truly sorry.

You’ve always been a source of strength, guidance, and love — even when I didn’t see it or value it the way I should have. I understand now how much your heart has given, and how much it must have hurt to feel misunderstood or pushed away.

My deepest wish, Mom, is that we find our way back to each other. That we can speak with honesty, listen with open hearts, and heal what’s been broken between us. I want our bond to grow stronger, not weaker. I want peace in your heart when you think of me — not pain.

I can’t erase the past, but I promise to be better in the days ahead. More patient. More kind. More grateful for the woman who gave me everything, even when I didn’t realize it.

With all my love, and with the hope of starting again,