She waited for me 9 months. She spoiled me even before I was born. The tone of her voice sounded like an angel from heaven singing to me. This person is my mother. My mother is my whole world. She has the most angelic soul in this whole planet. The love I have for her is infinite, meaning it will go on forever and ever. I don’t get enough chances to tell my mother how much I love her. I’m deciding to pour my feelings for my lovely mother on a piece of white paper. Every time I see my mother, I adore admiring her beauty. She has ocean wavy hair the color of the sand. It lays her sweet chocolate colored eyes. The kind of chocolate that melts on a sunny day full of fun and joy. Her smile lightens up the whole room. The tone of her voice is as pleasing as a hug. A hug needed after a bad day. Ever since I was little my mom always watched over me. She was the first once who saw my first steps. The steps of a baby born deer, yet she still cheered like her favorite team scored a goal. I am the middle child out of three. My mother was always our biggest supporter when my dad left. My mom worked days after days to give us what we needed. Every time I felt her hand it felt like sand paper. You felt …show more content…
Sadly, I don’t qualify for FASFA since I am a dreamer. I work long hours to be able to pay for my college tuition. I’ve had faces of wanting to drop out because of how stressed I am. She always gives me that strict teacher tone of voice. “Jhocelin, you have to be successful,” are the words I hear from my mom every now and then. Sometimes even her making my favorite meal after a long day of work is a show of support. She gives me the attention that a baby needs. She listens to my stories and gives her opinion on them. They’re also time where we laugh uncontrollably, that ongoing laugh after the joke was told. We enjoy taking walks around our peaceful quiet neighborhood. The light cool breeze, under the dark night
There is a woman, she will always in the softest place in your heart, you would like to spend all your life to love her; there is a love, it is Real and selfless and it will never stop, you do not need to return anything...... This man, called "mother ", this love, called" Motherhood "! “Mothers” by Anna Quindlen. I could not stop reading this essay again and again, because this essay tells exactly what I want to say when I am young. My parents leave me alone when I am 6 years old. They have to work outside of the country, during that time, transport and communication is not as convenient as now. So I can only see them once in three years. Growing up with “knowing that I have a mother and she is never around me whenever I need her”
At Ten P.m on September 23, 2006, my mother Kelli Elizabeth Dicks was hit by a car on Route 146 southbound trying to cross the high speed lane. She was being picked up by a friend. Instead of taking the exit and coming to the other side of the highway, her ride suggested she run across the street. The impact of the car caused her to be thrown 87 feet away from the original impact zone and land in a grassy patch of land, her shoes stayed where she was hit. She was immediately rushed to Rhode Island Hospital where she was treated for serious injuries. When she arrived at the hospital she was rushed into the operating room for an emergency surgery. The amount of injuries she sustained were unbelievable. She broke 18 different bones, lacerated her liver and her spleen, ruptured her bladder, and she collapsed both lungs. When she went in for her emergency operation, and had her
...caring single parent. She became a single mother after my dad left our family, and after that, she started caring more about us. My mother cares for me, my sister, and my pets. My pets consist of three dogs, a variety of parakeets, two parrots, and a snake. Even when I ignore my pets my mom always feeds them, which are her instincts to nurture. My mom also cares for our health. For instance, she started changing her grocery shopping habits because we were diagnosed of over-weight. We are a typical Mexican family who used to eat “chorizo”, a pork sausage which is extremely unhealthy. My mother not only stopped serving us unhealthy dishes, but she also adapted to a healthier lifestyle with the help of Cooking Light magazines. All of which, supports that mothers care for their children, small animals, and want to create bonding families due to their maternal instincts.
You came into my life and changed me forever. Over the years people have complimented me for being a good mother but I can't take credit for that. You were born good and you were the one who was often teaching me. I believe you are an angel God sent to teach me. You taught me love. You taught me honesty. You taught me how to forgive and how to be strong. You are the strongest person I have ever known and you gave me strength when I was weak. When times were sad and tough I looked to you for strength. You taught me how to be myself. Most of all you taught me about life and how to live.
I remember one time in fourth grade, there were going to be a special performance in school for the mothers, due to mother’s Day celebration. The teacher asked all us students to write something for our mother’s it could be a letter or a poem. I was so excited because I want it to do something special for my mom. I started to write this poem for my mom in which I expressed all my love to her. When I finished with it I gave it to my teacher. She loved it she was very happy with it that I was one of the students chosen to present the poem to my mom during the school performance. I was very nervous during the pre...
When most girls write about their mothers they talk about how wonderful of a childhood they had being raised by such a great woman. They talk about her accomplishments and how they want to grow up and be just like her. They talk about the soup sick babble that every "perfect" family has to offer. When I write about my mother, I speak of the pain, the fears, the learning and the salvation. My Mother has been a great inspiration to me. She is my hero. Not because of the wonderful things she has done. Not because of the marvelous childhood I was given and certainly not because of her upbringing. My Mother is my hero because she was led down a path of destruction, but with God's grace and mercy she was pulled from her perils; and blessed.
I, of course, knew my mother as a mother. As I have reached adulthood and become a mother myself, I have also known her as a friend. My mom shared much of herself with me, and I saw sides of my mother as she struggled with her cancer that I had never seen before, especially her strong belief in positive thinking and the importance of quality of life. I was privileged to know so many facets of my mother, but certainly I did not know all. There were parts of her life that I didn’t see, relationships that I didn’t know about. Last night, at the wake, so many stories were told to me about my mom’s strength, courage, humor, kindness, her quietness, her loyalty as a friend. It was so special to hear of these things that my mom said and did, to know some of these other parts of her life. I hope that her friends and family will continue to share these stories with me and with each other so we can continue to know and remember my mom.
As a child growing up, there were times I would feel my mother would be out to just make
The greatest woman I’ve ever known always told me that education was important…and she was right. I came from a small town in the suburbs of St. Louis, Missouri prior to becoming a teenager. At the time, education was abundant in St. Ann, where I lived. I attended a decent elementary school and made good grades, despite mathematics not being my cup of tea. I have
My decision to become a nurse was greatly influenced by my beautiful mother. Over the years I have seen the compassion, warmth
Becoming a mother has been the best part of my life. I became a mother at a very young age. I had no idea what to expect and was not in the least prepared for the journey that lie ahead. I have truly embraced motherhood and enjoy all the wonderful things it has taught me. While living through motherhood, I have found that it can teach you the most valuable lessons there are to learn. Being a mother has taught me how to have patience. I have also learned that being a mother takes a lot on mental and physical strength. My children have been the best to teach me how to juggle many tasks at once. They have made me strong. Even through some unexpected turns, I have learned how to get through hard times and really learn what it means to never give up. My children are my biggest blessing, and I hope they will learn valuable lessons through me. The skills I have learned from being a mother have helped me in my college journey.
...; I like to believe that I've accepted my self-induced isolation from her with grace, but I must admit that I do hold the hope of bridging the gap between my mother and I. I also hold the hope of amending myself for all the times I've knowingly and purposefully hurt her. Although she is not a god, as I originally assumed, she is a good woman. She has raised me, sheltered me, and loved me for over seventeen years without asking for more than casual chores in return. I believe that the greatest compliment I could ever give my mother is to grow up to be exactly what she wants me to be. I want to make her happy. My gift to her will be my success in life, so that when she's old and gray, and she's knitting me a hideous sweater in her creaky rocking chair, she can sigh, and mumble to herself, "Wow, it was worth it."
Women are blessed with what I consider is the biggest gift in the universe and that is to give life to what once was part of them. At some point in our lives we ask ourselves……. What is a good mother? Although there can be endless definitions, my definition of a good mother is based on what I consider to be morally right. A good mother always thinks about her children first, a good mother is always willing to give her life for her children, a good mother is soft and gentle with her children, but a good mother becomes aggressive and protective when her children are exposed to potential threats and a good mother will always want the best for her children.
...mportant person in my life and I know that she will be always there for me with help, her love, and her care. She’s a wonderful person, she admires the beauty of life, and as a result she is always in a good mood. Now, like my mother, I’m a positive thinker, and I am a creative person who believes life is what you create it to be. I also know if I have to make any big decisions in my life, I can always ask my mom for advice because she has the wisdom and experience. I also know that she will tell me the truth even if it is not something that I want to hear, but she will tell me with kindness and without any judgment. My mother is my role model because she does so much for me; she gives me everything she has just to make my life easier. I love my mother and I am so thankful that she is the way she is. My mother is always there for me and I would do anything for her.
It was on a Friday morning at 4:30 A.M. that happiness and joy filled the hearts of both my parents. I was born on November 29, 1996 at Broward General Hospital in Fort Lauderdale Florida. My parents had five children, and among the five children that they had, I was the third (or middle) child from them. It started off as two boys, then I came along as the first girl, after it was another boy, then finally, another baby girl; so total was three boys and two girls. The way that my parents lived and treated each other was the same as if any other married couple that loved each other so much. They’ve gone through a lot to get to where they are now today, but they made it and along the way had us five children. They have been really strong with each other which made them only have the five of us and no other step children. My mom is a great cook and enjoy cooking for us; this is probably where my passion for culinary comes from. My dad is an amazing tailor, he is very good at making our clothes, and my passion for fashion probably came from him. My dad is also a teacher, one of the best math teacher I know, he is passionate about his job and his family is the center of his universe. I cannot finish this chapter without mentioning my grandmother, I was lucky enough to have ever met. I had spent part of my life time with her, like the rest of the family she is sweet, my grandmother Abelus,