Just a thank you to those I call my parents

By Cassie Weiss

I just have to take a moment and give thanks to two really important people in my life. I don’t say it enough to them, and a lot of days I take them for granted, but every once in a while it hits me that I wouldn’t be who I am today without them.

My parents have always been there for me, through the thick and the thin. They’ve supported me in everything I do, even though some days they really couldn’t figure out why I was doing it.

I make them mad, I frustrate them, and some days I’m pretty sure they wonder how I turned out so much different then them, but I know they will always love me.

On Sunday they bought me breakfast, then helped me return a broken deep freeze to Costco.

While at my house picking up the deep freeze my dad proceeded to sand my pathway, which, up to that point, had caused me many a time to fall on my face from the ice.

The time at my house before, he wrapped up a hose to prevent it from freezing.

I couldn’t figure it out, why they would spend their time doing something for me when I didn’t really care, or didn’t figure it would matter. When I asked my mom why my dad was taking his time to do this she simply said, “Because he loves you.”

Four simple words, but their meaning was not simple. They meant the world to me, they made me realize that no matter what happens in this world, my parents will be there for me.

I know they don’t agree with some of my extra-curricular activities, or on what I spend my money on, and sometimes they don’t even agree with the things I will do for my friends, but they have never turned away.

My dad and I never used to be close. We fought like cats and dogs, but it took me moving away, not living at home, to look to him and miss him.

We talk almost every day, and if I don’t speak to one of my parents for a couple days there must be something extremely wrong.

I know no matter what, no matter the choices I make (give or take anything highly illegal) they have my back.

Even when I get grumpy and snap at them, or do something foolish, like plan a road trip to California, they love me, and I don’t tell them enough what that means to me.

I’ve learned a lot from my mom and dad, and I see more and more of them in myself every day, from the way I approach life to the way I treat people.

I know they will read this, and I hope it puts a smile on their faces. I love you mom and dad. I do. Never forget that. xoxo

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