Thanks for being you. Thanks for taking me on all those international trips before I was 16. Thanks for being from California. Thanks for sacrificing so much of yourself to raise me and C as a single mom. Thanks for being who you are (not my mom) and telling me your stories and surprising me with your skills. Thanks for having a love of drama and performance (I must have gotten that from you.)
There's been a lot of transitions in the past year and I'm really happy you are where you are. It's time for life to stop being so hard and for you to enjoy everything you have.