My Life,My Hope,my Mother
"All that I am, or hope to be, I owe to my angel mother."
Abraham Lincoln
I owe almost all my life to my dearest mother. Not only because she is the reason why I stand to live today, but because she has made me what I am so far. My mother has been the biggest supporting factor of my life so far. She has stood by me during my toughest times and I would like to take this opportunity to thank her and write about the immense strength that lies within her.Today, I am going to tell a story. A story about a mother. The story of my mother.
My mother( I'd like to keep her name in anonymity) is an inspiration to me. She has always been, but I didn't realize that sooner than a month ago when my mother was detected with breast cancer. Those were the days of my examination, so my mom thought that it would be best if the news would be kept from me and my sister until my exams my exams come to an end. But me, being the super-inquisitive one,eventually did find out about it. My first reaction: I was shocked, just as anyone would be. But me being the extra-dramatic one,I was a tiny bit more shocked. I was stressed for a while, but once I saw the way my mother handled the entire situation, I kind of calmed down. She being a responsible mother sat down with me and gave me all the specific details required. The information passed on to me has helped me keep my cool up till now. That's what proper information can do to you. So anyway, I never really shed my tears in front of mom, but the tears kept rolling down for a few days. Suddenly, I started feeling more responsible towards my family's and mother's needs. But, my mother being the self-reliant woman she has always been, never ever seemed to require help. Never once did she crib. She kept faith in god and herself. She was always positive no matter what the hard ship. Her smile has always brightened up your day. Her smile is a rather infectious one.:)
My mother is a very very strong woman. I am extremely proud of her. I do not feel ashamed in boasting about her. She is a woman of great substance. She is beautiful. Though, she might not be known to the world, but in my world she holds the #1 position for the most influential and beautiful person ever. My mother never gave up hope. She continued to succeed in spite of the obstacles that paved through her way. Mom, if you are reading this, I would like you to know how proud I am of you today. You have changed my entire life. I am very proud today to be known as your daughter.
" My identity rests firmly and happily on one fact: I am my mother's daughter."
-Spanglish (2004)
Abraham Lincoln
I owe almost all my life to my dearest mother. Not only because she is the reason why I stand to live today, but because she has made me what I am so far. My mother has been the biggest supporting factor of my life so far. She has stood by me during my toughest times and I would like to take this opportunity to thank her and write about the immense strength that lies within her.Today, I am going to tell a story. A story about a mother. The story of my mother.
My mother( I'd like to keep her name in anonymity) is an inspiration to me. She has always been, but I didn't realize that sooner than a month ago when my mother was detected with breast cancer. Those were the days of my examination, so my mom thought that it would be best if the news would be kept from me and my sister until my exams my exams come to an end. But me, being the super-inquisitive one,eventually did find out about it. My first reaction: I was shocked, just as anyone would be. But me being the extra-dramatic one,I was a tiny bit more shocked. I was stressed for a while, but once I saw the way my mother handled the entire situation, I kind of calmed down. She being a responsible mother sat down with me and gave me all the specific details required. The information passed on to me has helped me keep my cool up till now. That's what proper information can do to you. So anyway, I never really shed my tears in front of mom, but the tears kept rolling down for a few days. Suddenly, I started feeling more responsible towards my family's and mother's needs. But, my mother being the self-reliant woman she has always been, never ever seemed to require help. Never once did she crib. She kept faith in god and herself. She was always positive no matter what the hard ship. Her smile has always brightened up your day. Her smile is a rather infectious one.:)
My mother is a very very strong woman. I am extremely proud of her. I do not feel ashamed in boasting about her. She is a woman of great substance. She is beautiful. Though, she might not be known to the world, but in my world she holds the #1 position for the most influential and beautiful person ever. My mother never gave up hope. She continued to succeed in spite of the obstacles that paved through her way. Mom, if you are reading this, I would like you to know how proud I am of you today. You have changed my entire life. I am very proud today to be known as your daughter.
" My identity rests firmly and happily on one fact: I am my mother's daughter."
-Spanglish (2004)
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