Letter From Perdoname Te Amo

I read that letter over and over. “Perdoname” forgive me, “te amo” I love you, those were the words that stood out to me. My mother was telling me to forgive her and that she loved me, but she was leaving my dad. She decided to break the news to me through a letter; I guess she wasn’t brave enough to do it in person. The next day my dad said he wanted to talk to me about something important, turns out he got a letter too. He was in tears and I was comforting him. In that moment I didn’t feel 17 anymore, I felt older and knew that I had to grow up sooner than intended. The first few days after my mom left were the hardest. I couldn’t focus during any of my classes since my head became filled with thoughts of how I was going to take care of my dad, who had become depressed, and how many more responsibilities would fall on me. But it was time for me to grow up, which meant that I had to master doing multiple tasks and handle more responsibilities regardless if they were at home or school. At home, I had extra chores to do such as learning how to cook simple but delicious
At times, it was hard not having my mother there with us, especially when I had to leave for school and thought about my dad being alone. With just the two of us it gave us more time to grow closer as father and daughter and I wanted nothing more than to make my dad proud. Making my dad proud was important to me, but the driving force that caused me to excessively push myself during the second half of high school was to prove to myself that I could go through a heartbreaking, life changing experience and come out of it tougher, smarter, and that If I truly gave it my all I could overcome any challenge that was in front of