Dear mom and dad,

I just wanted to tell you that even though we don’t express our love like others in the form of hugs and kisses, I understand.
I just wanted to to tell you that even though we don’t always get to chat heart-to-heart, I’m still thinking of you.
I just wanted to tell you that even though we don’t say ‘I love you’ all the time, I love you.

I think about the times we’ve driven to Las Vegas with the whole family. I think about the times we’ve gone over to Grandma’s to celebrate Chinese New Years. I think about how you held my hand when I was about to fall while ice skating for the first time.

These are all the moments I often wish I could go back to, to feel the security of your presence once again, the subtlety of your love, but since time only ticks forward and now you’re growing older with every passing minute, I have a greater desire: to repay you back with the love you’ve given me.

I realize it might not seem like I’m capable of much right now, because I haven’t yet built a sustainable source of income. But I’m making progress. It’s actually much harder, I’ve realized, to be able to make money on your own terms than working for someone else and receiving a paycheck, but I haven’t given up. Every single day, I’m working hard and putting my best effort in everything that I do, because I believe that one day, I’ll be able to achieve a life where I can freely spend time with you without constantly feeling like I’m neglecting work.

You deserve more than what you’ve done for me, and I promise, that in the future, when I’m able to, I will provide for you just as you had for me. It’s one of the ways I can show you how much I care.

But in the meantime, while I continue working hards towards that dream,
I just wanted to tell you thank you for believing in me, for supporting everything that I do, and for letting me be me.

Thank you for bringing me into this world. I’m forever fortunate to be able to see how great this world is when you’re both by my side.

Your daughter,

  1. David Ransil
    Mar 05, 2018

    Tiffany, your posts are simply beautiful. Achingly honest, thought-provoking, written from the heart. There are an infinite number of bloggers proposing to offer “life advice.” And I always wonder, what qualifies them to tell others how to live? But your insights are personal; drawn from your own experience. And counter-intuitively, the most personal journeys are also the most universal. Your stories touch deeply, and your thoughts mirror those of a million souls, I’m sure. Keep writing. I think you will find your journey’s destination, in the end, is something you’ve carried with you all along, in the depths of your own loving heart. And there, I pray, one day you will discover the ‘home’ you’ve searched the world to find.