LAUREN BARTLETT
Features Editor
Dear Parents,
It’s really hard to believe that I am almost done with my junior year of college.
It feels like yesterday that I was eight-years old watching my baby brother be born, and now, he’s approaching the age of thirteen.
There are so many things that I could say to you in this letter, but it would take me so long to get it all out. The main thing that I want to say is, thank you.
My biggest and most meaningful of thank you’s goes to y’all.
Thank you for feeding and clothing me all of my life. Thank you for the beautiful home you gave me as a child.
Thank you for teaching me manners and how to be respectful. Thank you for reminding me that my relationship with God is so important and to keep that relationship in good shape.
Soon enough, I will be graduating with my Bachelor’s degree in Mass Communications. Just typing that sentence alone felt weird.
No matter what I do after graduation, I know that I will have your support and encouragement, and I thank you in advance for that.
You went above and beyond the essentials of being a parent.
You made every Christmas morning special, came to my recitals and all events and even supported my obsession with the Jonas Brothers.
There is always, and I mean always, something to thank you for.
I will never forget that you both fed for me for 18 years, taught me how to walk and talk, and you saw through my awkward stage and loved you anyways.
