One word cannot describe who I am. I am very complex but simple, loud but quiet... I am a constant contradiction to myself.
Friday, May 10, 2013
The Day of Mothers
It is almost the day to honor our mothers. Mothers by birth,
by blood, or just by being the mother figure in someone’s life are the
qualifications. As mothers we are depended on to do so many things, yet they do
not seem like much because it is just our job. The job of mom is so broad I
would not be able to even list the things we do.
I was very blessed to have an amazing mother. My mom taught
me to work hard, be independent, how to love, show compassion, and many more
things. As the daughter of a single mother I am possibly a bit more independent
than most females. My mom often tells me to slow down, or that I take too much
on. Mom, I learned from the best. I remember you working more than one job and
sometimes three jobs. I remember when you were off you always tried to do something
with us, even if it was weeding the garden at the same time. By the way that
was horrible and children should not have to weed a garden that is 10ft by
10ft. (That is probably an exaggeration but it seemed like it).
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