Introduction

Dear Mom,
I've been thinking about you and wanting to talk to you lately. I can't tell if its my ego that holds me back, or good reasoning. I decided to get a diary app so I could basically tell you the little, simple things in my life or tell you about my day to day uncovering's. I don't know if I ever plan on showing you, or maybe its a good way to keep track of my own progress, but nonetheless I started it to write to you.
Sometimes I picture myself as a little kid at the beach, looking at all of the tide pools and finding all these little creatures, new and oh-so beautiful. I find myself getting so excited and pointing at the sea urchin, looking back towards you, waiting for a response-a smile, an affirmation-to my new discovery. I find myself wanting and waiting to hear your voice, to know that you see my new growth and learning. But you're not there, and I have to smile for myself, be proud of myself.