Descriptive Essay About Animals

As I waited outside my mother’s home on a chilly afternoon, I had seen a dog barking at an innocent white cat. Of course my mom lived in a neighborhood that was polluted with animals. Maybe, it was because she grew up on a farm with about five dogs so for her to see animals was a normal thing. Somehow, she was gifted to love and nurture. The vibe she gave was natural and impossible to miss.

Finally, she made it home. “Sorry I am late I got held at work.” She said. My mother ran her own clock which was always behind schedule. She thanked her six children for that. My mother always wanted a big family so had six children which the first three were from her previous marriage. She later divorced and remarried then had three more children. That afternoon I noticed she struggled to get off her enormous truck. It was probably her physical rounder body frame or working a double shift that made her incapable to get off her vehicle quickly. I’m sure being a nurse is hard work physically and mental. As she walked towards me I admired her style, her normal hair up in a bun and her unmatched scrubs. She wore a red mickey mouse top and some lime green pants. She didn’t mind others opinion because for her there were far greater things in life. As she got near me she hugged and

The farm life made her the woman she is now, with a solid foundation and both feet on the ground. We sat in a compact kitchen on some wooden chairs and drank our hot chocolate. As I sat across from my mom I noticed the small wrinkles on the side of her eyes and the light brown freckles on her cheeks. Only up front where you able see those features. In our conversation I noticed how similar we were. My mother is a talkative person but also an amazing listener. There’s never a dull moment with her because of her sense of