Dear Mom,

is that okay? If I call you Mom? I wasn’t sure if you liked Mom, or Mommy, or maybe even your name best. But most of other kids call their moms ‘Mom’, so I went with that for now.

Today was pretty boring. Kind of the same as every day. My mom - adopted Mom, Regina - made pancakes but there wasn’t any syrup and I think they were that whole wheat thing. I went to school. We’re learning tricks for all the state capitals. But we’ve been learning them for so long I don’t need tricks anymore. Then I went to Doctor Hopper. I am not supposed to talk about what I talk about with him, but there was some stuff that I thought about with him, and no one said I couldn’t say those things. Most of them are pretty boring, because they are about sneaking ice cream or or a cool spider, but there are a couple things I thought about that I wanted to tell you.

I love you. Sometimes I think you’re scared to come find me because you’re worried I don’t love you. But you don’t have to worry because I do.

Other times I worry that you are not looking. That you forgot, or that you think that I didn’t turn out okay. If that’s what it is, I promise I am pretty good. You can ask my teacher, Ms. Blanchard. She’s really nice and I think she likes me a lot. I’ll get her number, you can call her and ask.

Can I tell you a secret? You have to promise not to tell anybody because it’s kind of embarrassing. Sometimes, when there is no one else at home, I talk to you. Out loud, like you’re there. It’s usually just dumb stuff while we’re brushing our teeth or doing long division, but for a few minutes you’re there. And it’s really nice.

Ms. Blanchard says she’s got something for me. Something that will “give me hope”. But I don’t need hope really, I just need patience. I know you’ll come sooner or later. Maybe it’s a GameBoy.

Sooner, I think. I have a feeling. I am pretty sure I’ve spent enough time wishing for it.

Henry (your son)

P.S. I don’t have a place to send these, but that’s okay. I like just writing them.

Source: ONCE Facebook app

This was found in the Regina section as an untold story. That gives me a feeling that this was a letter found by Regina in her son’s room. RIGHT IN THE FEELS. Also, she’s obviously Evil - I mean whole wheat pancakes with no syrup? EVIL AS FUCK YOU GUYS. 

Other than that it’s pretty sad and sweet at the same time.