Tuesday, September 30, 2014

My Mother



Today I'm blanking on what to write about. So I decided I would write about my mother. My mother is my inspiration. She is hero. My mother is one strong lady. She has two kids; my brother and I. I'm the oldest. My mother had me at the age of fifteen. Man was it hard on her and my father. They were still in high school when they had me. They ended up not finishing high school or getting any education for that matter, because they had to work all the time to make ends meet. I guess that's why you should not have kids in high school. But in a way I'm glad they had me young. Although it was hard because they weren't always around to watch me in sports or school functions (they were working), they were young and fun parents. Back to my mom. My mom’s name is Kelly. My mom is the reason I'm so internally strong. She taught me no matter the time in crisis always keep your head up and power through the tough time. Her words, "You'll get there eventually it just takes time and effort. God has a plan. He wouldn't do this if he didn't think you couldn't handle it. It will only make you stronger." Those are the words I think back to every time I am having a bad day or I'm going through a hard time. I think back to them, because my mom always tells her self this and others. But most importantly I watched my mom live by those words growing up. My parents got divorced when I was five years old. My mom was a single parent for the longest time before she had my brother. Then she had my brother and fast forward 11 years later and she is a single parent of two. The fathers of her kids aren't so pleasing. Hint that's why she isn't with them no more. They aren't willing to help her with child expenses. So in saying all this my mother lived by those words being a single parent trying to make ends meet. My mother has courage that is for sure. She could have given up many times and made us go without, but she didn't. I hope when I have kids I will be at least half the mother she is. My mother is my hero. My father has never really been there for me. He hasn't watched any sport games of mine or been involved in my life. He blames me for that, but isn't it his choice? He wasn't there when I got my license and he wasn't there through the rough time I had my junior year of high school. He wasn't there, but you know who has always been there? My mother. My mother has always been there since day 1. Yeah sometimes she missed games, but at least she attended more than four games the whole four years I played. My mother does what she can to the best of her abilities for both her kids. She would die for us. I salute my mom. She is definitely one in a million and I'm proud to say she's one in a million mother of my brother and me. She is someone I can talk to about anything no matter the circumstances, she's there. She's there to listen and provide her knowledge. I love my mom more than words can say. I appreciate my mother for giving me the courage and strength I have. My mother is who I look up to. Who do you look up to?

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