What My Mom Mean To Me Essay

I have grown up around people whose mother could easily be “mother of the year” and those whose mothers will never fall into that category. I have been around people whose moms became angels at a very early age in their life and never had the chance to be known as either. Regardless of circumstances, I believe everyone’s mother is, at some point, the person they care for most. To me, mine is the most important person in the world.

For as long as I can remember, my mom has been “pushy.” I say that term affectionately because she has always pushed me to try new things and excel at each of those things. She started pushing me when I was five years old. She enrolled me in gymnastics, and never let me miss a practice. In high school, she pushed

me to spend my extra time volunteering for causes that I was passionate about. She signed me up to coach cheer at our local recreational center, and made sure I was there every Tuesday and Thursday night. I would have mush rather been with my friends, but it is because of her making me coach that I have found which career path I would like to take. In the fall of my sophomore year she enrolled me in early college at the University of Alabama, and I hated it. She continued to push that I just stick with it, so I did. She was right about staying with it because I really enjoyed it and got a head start on my classes. Those experiences became some of my happiest and proudest moments.
I would also describe my mom as a perfectionist. Things are always done her way, or she will complain until they are done “right.” Though I haven’t always appreciated that quality in her, it is because of it that I became somewhat of a perfectionist in school and strived to keep my grades as high as I possibly could. I was ultimately awarded over ten thousand dollars in scholarships due to her instilling this characteristic in me.
My mom has always been the most selfless person I know. She goes out of the way, not only for her children, but for anyone who needs help. She makes sacrifices to ensure that her children have what they need. I have watched her give up several opportunities of her own to make sure that I could take opportunities offered to me. Two years ago, she got accepted into law school, but turned down the offer, so that I could continue in early college classes. Everyone else comes first in her mind.
Everyone has someone they care for on a deeper level than others in their life. Sometimes it is a significant other, a sibling, or even a pet. But it is our mothers who return this affection most deeply. They give us life, nurture us, guide us, and make the biggest sacrifices to ensure our safety and well being. For this reason, it is my mother who I care for most in the world.