Dear Mom

Blog Entry Dear Mom May 23, ’08 10:56 AM
by little_running_deer for group lrdjournal

A mother passing by her son’s bedroom was astonished to see that his

bed was nicely made and everything was picked up.

Then she saw an envelope, propped up prominently on the pillow that

was addressed to ‘Mom’ With the worst premonition she opened the envelope

with trembling hands and read the letter.

Dear Mom,

It is with great regret and sorrow that I’m writing you. I had to

elope with my new girlfriend because I wanted to avoid a scene with Dad and

you. I have been finding real passion with Stacy and she is so nice.

But I knew you would not approve of her because of all her piercings,

tattoos, tight motorcycle clothes and the fact that she is much older

than I am. But it’s not only the passion…Mom she ‘s pregnant.

Stacy said that we will be very happy. She owns a trailer in the woods and

has a stack of firewood for the whole winter. We share a dream of

having many more children. Stacy has opened my eyes to the fact that

marijuana doesn’t really hurt anyone. We’ll be growing it for ourselves and

trading it with the other people that live nearby for cocaine and ecstasy.

In the meantime we will pray that science will find a cure for AIDS so Stacy can

get better. She deserves it. Don’t worry Mom. I’m 15 and I know how to

take care of myself. Someday I’m sure that we will be back to visit

so that you can get to know your grandchildren.


You’re Son Jon

P.S. Mom, none of the above is true. I’m over at Tommy’s house. I just

wanted to remind you that there are worse things in life than the

report card that’s in my center desk drawer.

I love you.

Call me when it’s safe to come home


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