Personal Narrative: My Mom Changed My Life

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I will like to take this time to appreciate everyone reading this statement and to also acknowledge God first and the financial department for taking me so far in my education. This nation, America has been a blessing to me in so many ways I did not image. I was born during the 1990 war in West Africa in a country known as Liberia. According to my adopted mom's, she found me lying by my dead mother, whom appeard to have died from a bullet wound to the head, with no family or close friend to relate to. I grow up knowing this woman to be my mom and up to this day, I have never seen or even spoken to anyone who is biologically related to me. My adopted mom husband and oldest son were both killed by the rebels during the war, because they fear …show more content…

Well, I believe that I’m in a better place in my where I can focus on achieving great things. As I mentioned earlier, my son has always been my greatest accomplishment in life. He is old enough to handle my absents and not feel neglected as long as he's in good hands and decisions are well explained to him. Also, I was never comfortable leaving my son at a day care center, because of the pass experiences I encounter early on in life. Another thing I struggled with was accepting what happened to me throughout life, from my biological mom being killed during the war and my adopted mom suffering form major tragedyies as well as me getting raped at such an early age. I couldn’t understand why those things happened to me, but I’m at an understanding that those incidents occurred to make me stronger and courage me to comfort others who experienced the same sutuiation in life. I’m happier than ever and my family is somewhat steady in term of emotions and letting go of the past. Another thing is my understanding of the English language has increased tremendously, compare to when I first came to the United States. I could not speak, read, non write English, by the grace of God and the opportunity I have been given in this country I’m proud to say that I can atleast try. I am mentally, emotionally, and physically ready to better myself.

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