Dear Mom Letters Novels & Stories

Addressed to Elena in her mother's handwriting. She picked up the first one. Dear Elena, If you're reading this, I'm gone. And I'm sorry. For everything. I'm not going to ask you to forgive me. I don't deserve it. I'm not going to ask you to forget. I don't want you to. I'm just going to ask you to live. Really live. Not survive. Not endure. Not run. Live. You deserve it. You always have. Love, Mom --- Elena folded the letter.

Haven't had time between trials and attacks and everything else. I open it carefully. Inside is a letter. Handwritten by my mom. And a small flash drive. "Dear Luna," the letter begins. "We haven't heard from you in so long. We're worried. Your father and I know you're busy with school, but please, just send us something. Let us know you're okay. Your brother asks about you constantly. He misses his big sister. We all do. Love, Mom." The words hit harder than they should.

he whispered in a sad voice, and all I could do was nod my head as I was unable to speak due to the lump that appeared in my throat. At the bottom of the box lay a stack of yellowed envelopes, all addressed in Mom's elegant handwriting to one single person: Aunt Livvy! Mason and I exchanged looks when we saw that. Mom was writing letters to none other than the same person who had tirelessly and determinedly kept sending letters to her for a whole decade, even though not even one of her countless letters had ever been replied to. But for some unknown reason, Mom never sent them to her! My hands shook as I opened the first one, and Mason moved closer, reading over my shoulder.

"Be brave. Be kind. Be better than the world that made you. And that your mother loved you enough to die for you.” I stopped the recording and message and sent it to Javier, telling him to give it Kade only if I never came back. So I reached for the notebook in my glove box and began to write letters. One for Kade's mom, thanking her for welcoming me to the family. One for Eric, an apology for getting him mixed up in this shit. And one for Marcus, saying he was the best uncle ever. And one for Kade.

She opened the letter, her hands trembling, and began to read: "My dearest Daniela, I know you feel lost right now, but you must find your way back to yourself. You’re stronger than you think, and you deserve a life filled with love and happiness. Don’t let anyone take that from you—not even Alexander. I’ll always be with you, my darling. Be brave. Love, Mom.” The words hit her like lightning, making her think about her life. She didn’t know how or when, but she would find a way to honor her mother’s memory. She would find a way to reclaim her life.

" Dear Esmeralda. If you're seeing this it only means that I am already dead. I and your mum are sorry we might never be able to make it to your dance presentation, your graduation, your marriage even. We are so sorry my darling. I believe this letter would get to you as I have given it to one of my loyalists. Trust no one, everyone is always after us and are envious of us. Be brave, be strong and don't let them win. We are always with you. Your dear Father."

I stammered out, unable to form a straight sentence. "Is alright love. I know you like him, and I think he is good for you; he makes you happy, and you seem to be moving on. But the last time, you left a letter—that had kept me quite worried; you aren't the type to leave letters." "Mom, I left a letter; no big deal," I say, trying to breeze it off, but my mother knew me too well. "Riley for some reason it did feel like a goodbye. I might be overthinking, but I wondered why you would write to me when you could simply talk to me."

It read: “Dear, Claire. I have had trouble over the past few years, unsure of whether you are well or not. It worried me that you have never replied to any of my letters, but no worries pumpkin. Finally, after ten years, I get to see you in a few days. I would understand if you are not as excited. I wish you joy. See you soon.” Love, mom. Claire felt her heart racing. Any of her letters? The past few years? She had seen only one letter, the one in her hand. It meant that someone must have had played around with the letters, and who else other than Charlene and Chase.

He unwrapped it and saw a wrist watch inside, he's been talking about it for a while now. "Thanks darling..." He replied. "Well I didn't know what to get you guys so I just wrote you guys a letter." I said and handed it over to them. My Mom read the content out loud: Dear Mom and Dad, I just wanted you guys to know that I love you guys so much. I'm really proud to be your son. I hope you guys continue to have this undying love and admiration for each other. With love, Lance. "Come here son!." My Dad said as all three of us hugged.

Mom's handwriting was neat, but there were places where her hand had clearly shaken. "Nina. Mom's been gone a long time by now. You're eighteen. You're a grown-up. The thing Mom is most sorry about is not getting to watch you grow up. But Mom left you enough. Spend it on yourself. Don't go soft. Don't look back. Mom loves you. Always." She'd drawn a wobbly heart at the bottom. Next to it: Happy birthday, Nina. She'd written this letter knowing exactly what day this would be.