dear mrs. p,

you don't know me, at least not yet, but i've heard so much about you. he says you're such a great mom, and having known your son for four months now, i must agree. i mean, come on, you raised a wonderful boy.

however, this letter isn't all about you. it's all about something miraculous you did 27 years ago, and i want to thank you for it. see, 27 years ago, i think you gave birth to the person who currently rocks my world.

first i must thank you and mr. p for having wonderful genes. i've dated some pretty amazing boys in the past, but i've never dated someone amazing who came with good genes. sometimes i just stare at your son, especially when he's across the room and shake my head cause i couldn't believe someone as handsome as him fell in love with me. (although i sometimes i feel like aliping sagigilid well, just cause he's too gorgeous and i'm not).

thank you also for sending him to flying school. thank you for helping him fulfill his dreams. now, i've no question he'd be a good provider. thank you for teaching him also about love and fidelity through your example, because i know that although i may be dating a pilot, i'm dating someone who doesn't bed the flight attendants.

thank you for choosing to live near my house. technically, you were there way before we were, but thank you nonetheless. thank you for providing him with a lovely home that he never thought of leaving it.

thank you for hating some of his exes. well, this may be mean but at least that kept him single until i finally met him.

respectfully yours,
rosa