The nature of our relationship has changed once again;
As life shifts in opposing directions, the re-evaluation of our closeness is forced upon us.
No longer leaning on for material support yet no more emotionally independent than in adolescence –
Could I ever imagine a life of contentment in which my parents and I were not sailing together?

Of the frequency in communication and the miles that physically separate,
It would be injudicious to disregard the necessity for development apart from one’s kin.
For intentions are not truthfully goals if they belong to another,
As they could not reasonably be labeled as such if those responsible for their execution did not yearn for their attainment;
Yet if one could not share these milestones with the only people who truly care,
They would be for naught as meaning is peeled away chasing successes that are influential only to oneself.

Realistically, I am but progeny that devoutly serves my purpose as an endless liability.
I wonder at how you can logically justify the time spent in anxiety over endless possibilities of another life’s outcome,
Especially one who is admittedly deluded over all that is entitled from the world’s society?
Gratitude is owed yet that alone as compensation is nothing in comparison.
I am forever undeserving of your altruism and far away from the stability that would alleviate your concerns regarding my wellbeing;
The least I can do is ensure that your magnanimous efforts are not lost in translation.