...person I look up to the most is my mother. She is a very hardworking and caring mom who is always there for me when I need her. Every time I have a problem or have a bad day, she is the person that makes everything better. I know I can trust her with anything, and to me that’s one characteristic that is very important. My mother has always given me wise advice. She has taught me so many things that will help me through life. She has always told me to stand up for what I believe in and not let others persuade me. She is always faithful and always there to listen. I know I can always count on her with anything. `One characteristic that stand out the most is her caring attitude toward us. She puts us children first in front of herself. Always making sure we are having a good day, and having food on the table when we come home. She has always helped me with school and I can remember when I was younger she would stay up all night helping me study for all my tests for school the next day. I remember a time when I was in middle school; I was having a lot of difficulty with my friends. They would constantly start drama and I would be in tears coming home from school. My mom was the one person who would give me the best advice on how to deal with the situation she would always be there to tell me everything is going to be okay. She has even helped me out with my hard breakups with boyfriends. She is the one person that knows when something is wrong. Recently, I just broke up with my boyfriend...
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...The most influential person in my life is my mother. She taught me how to keep loving through the good and the bad. My mothers love is unconditional, it is a trait i wish to equip throughout my life. I was about 13 when I found out that my mother loved me unconditionally. The moment I lost my mothers necklace (that my grandmother gave to her) I thought she was going to kill me. I had never seen my mother so mad at me. I began to cry as she was yelling at me;I ran into my room, closed the door, and wept all night. The next day my mom walked into my room and told me she was sorry with the most regretful look on her face. I knew my mother was truly sorry. As we hugged in closure, she started to cry on my shoulder. I told my mom I will do anything to find it, but my mothers response was "That necklace will never amount to how much I love you". I will forever be amazed about my mothers love and care for me. She is also incredible at getting things done. It does not matter of the situation, my mother always comes through with whatever was needed. She puts others needs before hers and I love that about her. Whenever someone asks for something, she is always the first one to deliver. When I play softball we usually have 2 games a day, during these games somebody always runs out of water. My mother being the caring person she is, offers to go buy them water from a store near by. During are breaks between games she rushes to go get water. When she returns she comes back with water, snacks...
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...When I was in high school I weighed an average of 144 pounds and wore a size 7 or 9 jean. I had some “skin rolls” or that extra stomach fat most adults talk about as being “unacceptable”. At the time I didn’t think much of it until one day I heard the words that would change my innocent image of myself into one that I saw as horrid and imperfect. The words that came out of my own mothers mouth, “Mira esto que tienes aqui, necesitas perder de peso Kendra no te miras bien.” Whats those words meant, for those who don’t know Spanish, is, “Look at this you have here, you need to lose weight Kendra, you don’t look good.” My own mother was judging me. I was never the heaviest in my family. My brother, who was 15 at the time, weighed over 250 pounds; my father, 46, weighed about 210; my older sister, 20, weighed about 190. So you see, I wasn’t really overweight, just had body fat. Yet to my mother it was just, fat. As you know, or should know, many teens wake up and the first thing they think of is, “Oh my God, I can’t leave this room looking like this!” Self image is important to us, or so that’s what society wants us to think. We must always look our best. Well in my case I also thought this way, waking up extra early to pick out my outfit (somehow making different varieties of a blue and khaki pant with white shirt; our school dress code). Then of course my hair, it had to be extra perfect. I’d flat iron it for about twenty minutes max until I thought it was perfect, then all the...
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...The Days That Changed My Life… Amanda Mathis ECPI University The days that changed my life forever were two of the greatest gifts I could have ever imagined! I was preparing myself for months leading up to those days but I had no idea when those days came it would change who I was, or even how I thought. It took a few days after to realize that all of this wasn’t a dream it became reality. I hoped and prayed for these days to come one day. I couldn’t have been more thrilled when they finally arrived. I keep thinking to myself is there anything I need to do better, what I needed to do, how my life will be different and there is no going back. All I could do was breath and enjoy every precious moment God has given me. When all else fails I know these were the days I can look back and always know I had done something right. July 8, 2009 came and what a day this was. This is the day I had my son Kelbyn and I remember this day very well. I woke up at 5 am to get ready and head to the hospital. We finally arrived at 6 am little did I know what I was about to go through. What I did know for sure was I was going to hold my son for the first time in my arms that day. By 8 am they started to induce me and this process wasn’t too pleasant. I was actually in labor for hours and pushed I know for 2 hours. The incredible thing that actually kept me going was getting to actually watch my son be born. Was it the craziest thing I have ever seen or even went through, yes it was by far? Them...
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...Jessica Guzman November 7, 2013 I admire her the most……… For me admiring someone is the act of looking at someone with approval, respect, and even love. As we grow older, we find someone we look up to and admire. The person I admire the most is neither world famous nor a multimillionaire. I save my admiration for a special woman, my mother. Who as I grew older has taught me many things in life, those in which have helped me in many situations till this day. My mother has showed me more than I could see in the world. She’s the reason why I keep going despite all the challenges. Because of her I am who I am today. I can certainly sit here and write you a whole book about the many qualities I admire about her. Above all my mother holds the qualities necessary for her to be someone I admire. Her strength has taught me how to overcome the obstacles I face day by day. Her motivation has inspired me to complete tasks I thought I couldn’t accomplish. Lastly I admire the way my mother cares selflessly for others and the ability to make someone smile despite any personal difficulties. An important quality I admire about my mother is her strength. I grew up with a single mother that was both a mother and a father to me. I never really focused on not having a dad around; it wasn’t as important as having our mom, who was always there for us. No matter how hard it was for her at times she always found strength. Strength, to be able to help her daughters whenever they needed something...
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...lost. One precious memory of my childhood is visiting grandparents during summer vacations. As they lived in small village far away from the busy life of Dhaka city. I used to go there with my parents and sometimes with my uncle and stayed for some days. I liked the journey very much. The journey was actually in two parts. First part was a bus journey and second part was launch journey. The views of roadside were welcoming. It was like a symbol of vacation I would be able to enjoy. The sunlight is the crop field, the rood side markets, the crowd in the middle stopages was looked cheery to me. Then the launch terminal came where bus usually stopped. The launches were not very big there. My parents wished that I sat with them but I liked to stand by the side of river and watched the wave goes by. Sometimes small fisherman's boats went by and I could get a glimpse of their fishing. When we reached there I found my grandfather waiting for us. We went to my grandparent’s house then. There my grandmother was waiting with lots of food. The building was one stored with tinned roof. There was lots of space around. So that I could play in a wide space with my cousins. When I stayed there sometimes I went to crop fields to visit. I saw the farmers working hard for their crops. There was a bank of river not very far. My uncle used to take me there. Sometimes we hired small boats and roam on water. My uncle cached fish my fishing rods and I watched. Whenever I went there we used to come back...
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...little girl's dream is to have both her mother and father in their life. To cherish every single moment with her parents, create memories, and to reminisce about all the times they had. It was always my wish to have both Mommy and Daddy in my life, but my story is different. At the age of seventeen my mother gave birth to a beautiful baby girl and named her Niah Dominique Cummings. Growing up, I knew for a fact that I had my mother in my life, but I hardly ever saw my father. I came to my senses that there was no father. My mother finally filled me in and told me that my father had moved to Atlanta, Georgia two days after I was born. Which basically meant he was not there the day I was born. It was heartbreaking to hear, but I had to face it. I didn't know what it felt like to have that father figure in my life. To have Daddy tuck me in at night, telling me every day how beautiful I was, to give me kisses on the cheek or forehead, to drop me off at school every morning, or to even tell me that I was his little princess. All I had was my mother, who had struggled since she was sixteen years old. The year before I was born my mother gave birth to a handsome, talented, intelligent, and smart young man. She named him Kazre Lamont Cummings. He is my older brother and is now seventeen years old. The year after I was born, she had another boy who was given the name Darnell Taylor Robert Jr., following after his father. At a young age my mother had to take on the full responsibility...
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...The person I am interviewing and who I think has an interesting past is my mother Maria. She has been my rock for the past 20 years she is filled with happiness, knowledge, laughter and love. My mother taught me everything I know, she taught me the right from wrong, she taught me how to treat others and most important she taught me how to love. Maria grew up poor in Jalisco Mexico but then immigrated to the United States and gave birth to my sister, me and my little brother. I asked my mother a couple questions about her past and the answers I received were astonishing. “Family tales were a great way to pass the time in my family.” Every time when we are at a family gathering my mother will always bring up some child hood memories of the family. Like the time when I was three years old, all my teeth had fallen out and I was basically toothless but I only...
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...Someone That I Admire In life we all have that one person that we look up to. We all have that one person that we idolize or worship for that matter. In life we all have that one person that we admire. The one person that I look up to, the one person that I worship and the one person that I admire more than anything in this world is no one other than my mother. When I just sit and think of everything that she has done for me and all of the times she has been there for me I can honestly say that I am truly blessed to have her in my life. She is truly the definition of a real mother. My mother is the best in my eyes. She has been there for me since day one on this earth. If there was any problem that I ever had she was always there to solve them with me. If there was anything that I ever needed she would see to it that I got it. She is my number one supporter in my life and she always keeps it real with me no matter what which is one of things I admire about her. She doesn’t sugar coat anything, she just tells it like it is and I love that about her. My mother keeps it 100. She tells you exactly what you need to hear and not what you want to hear which is how it should always be. Honesty truly is the best quality in my mother’s eyes and you can always expect nothing but the truth from her. I admire my mother for several reasons so many that I can’t even name them all in this essay. She was there for my brothers and I when we needed someone most. She was there when we had nowhere...
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...September 2014 My feelings then and my feelings now. I was born in Puerto Rico and came to the state of New York to one of the five boroughs the Bronx. I was raised by my two parents living in the community that I was living having two parents according to my friends was something cool or let’s say fortunate, most of all my friends did not know their father. So according to my friends it was cool to have two parents. What my friends did not know was that I was raised with no love and affection from nether parent I had a father who worked six days a week and worked 10-hour shifts. Saying that my father was barely home and my mother was a homemaker, my father did not know what was going on in the household he worked paid the bills, slept and back to work on his day off he slept most of the whole day. My mother in the other hand was the one who took care the house, did most the cooking, and was the disciplinary of the house. She also was a mother who did not show any affection and could have care less about how I felt or how I was doing in school. My mother was very strict and punishment was her only option to solve any wrong doing that I did which I need to mention I was doing something wrong never in my house hold was I credited for doing doing something right. Meaning if I did a good choice about a certain situation coming from my mother it was “you better had done the right choice.” It was nightmare always thinking if I did the right thing...
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...say your mother is your first best friend. She is the one who patches up all your ouches, she the one who rocks you to sleep as a baby, and she is the one who eases your heartbreak and heartaches as a teenager. She is supposed to help you plan your wedding and coach you in the ins and outs of being a first time mother. In a sense, your mother is the best support and biggest part of your life. I really don’t have a memory of my mother, I can’t even remember what her voice sounds like. All I have is a couple of pictures and other people’s memories of what my mother was like. I lost my mother at five months old to the most horrible, hopeless and heartbreaking disease called cancer. My mother was diagnosed with liver cancer that spread to her colon at the age of twenty-eight, while she was pregnant with me. I was born two month premature and weighed three and a half pounds, the hospital finally released me after one month to my grandma. My mother was over joyed that she gave birth to a healthy baby girl. Five months after I was born and brought home my mother passed away in our house with a room full of my family member. My mother left a notarized letter to my grandma stating she was going to raise me and have custody over me. At first when I was growing up I didn’t understand why my mother wasn’t with me, I remember at the age of nine or ten dreaming my mother was coming home and everything being so different. One day after school I was about twelve years old, I got off the...
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...2015 Truly Important My mother was diagnosed with stomach cancer in November of 2008. The doctor predicted she had four months left to live and chemotherapy would not make a difference in prolonging her life. After receiving this devastating news, many questions came to mind. How do you accept something like this? Why did this happen? How will I survive without her in my life? Most importantly, what was my mother feeling? I needed answers. The events that took place during the last days of my mother’s life were difficult to deal with, although, they made me realize the more important things in life and not to take those things for granted like: family and friends and the time you spend with them. It was Saturday April 4, 2009, when I received a call from my aunt, who had been my mother’s caretaker, informing me that my mother had slipped into a state of unconsciousness, a coma. The only words I heard during our conversation were, “you need to get here as soon as possible, and we will try to keep her alive.” I knew this day was coming, but not this soon. My thoughts began to wander, leaving me to guess on what lies ahead. I already had my clothes packed ready to go because I knew we would have to leave immediately since I was five hundred miles away from where my mother was living. After I hung up with my aunt, I called my sister, who lived in the same town as me, and informed her that we needed to leave Now! Her voice was shaky as she replied with, “on my way, be there shortly...
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...My life of 34 years, have been filled with love, happiness, trusting friendships, and a little disappointment from myself. Growing up I had an imagination incorporated with dreams and the feeling that one day I will make a difference to people. I did not want to be famous, however, I had a groaning from inside that I will be important. My journey has taken me on many trips, befriended many, and accomplished some things I was ok with. In this brief summary of my life I will give great tribute to a humanistic psychologist named Abraham Maslow. When I read about him in my psychology class at Olive Harvey College when I was twenty years old his theory was interesting but was not understood at that time in my life. It was not until I was 33, enrolled in a beginners psychology course at Chicago state university, I finally payed attention to his theory of life. The self- actualization stage was where I was at in my life; this feeling inside me was the desire to full my life to its full potential. Becoming all I can be. I had a house, I bought on my own, a job at the University of Chicago for twelve years, and a well rounded well behaved daughter. That was not good enough. My thought was what’s a house? what’s a job? I can be more than a phlebotomist with an associate’s degree in child development. There have been many people who have shaped me thinking and the way I view the world. My mother was my primary caregiver .she married my father, unfortunately, was separated from him since...
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...Not everyone has the same role model in life. Everyone has a role model in there life for a reason. My role model is my mother. She is the one person in my life that I can go to for anything, she is a very hard worker, and she always tell me the truth even when it hurts. My mother, who taught me to walk my first steps, who danced and sang with my crazily, and who has always been there for me as my support whenever needed, is my role model and has made an unforgettable impact on my life. My mother is the one person in my life who I can go to for anything, everything good or bad. She always has my back through everything I do in life. She is the one person in my life who has kept me on a straight path to success, because she has always told me that failure isn't an option .If you set your heart and soul out to do something you must succeed in anyway possible I have Iearned from my mother to believe in god, and do my very best at everything I do. She has always told me and my brothers to treat people the way you want to be treated, and never take for granted the talents god has given you, because there are people out there less fortunate. I'm thankful for all the small things my mother has done for me, because its all the small things in life that really add up to something. My mother is a very hard worker, she has been working all of her life, and to this day she is still working. She never complained about her life. When she was sometimes tired from work, she...
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...On a day to day basis, we are influenced by something, or someone that has a lasting effect in our lives. The fondest memories of my life have all been influenced by family members. To my belief, my mother Roslyn Stephens is one of the most influential. I appreciate my mother and all that she has sacrificed just to supply for me. When I describe my mother, there is nothing critical about it; it is all admiration. She is currently a Registered Nurse and is continuing school to achieve her Masters degree. She works with elderly patients who are very close to meeting the angel of death. My mother goes from house to house to supply medication to the elders in hopes of delaying their meeting with the angel of death. Seeing her at work is very awe-inspiring, especially her ability to put the elders at ease; knowing that their fate is inevitable. Every single one of her patients adores and trusts her; she is truly gifted with emotional intelligence. She has the ability to walk in a room, find the bleakest person there, and make them smile. This is where I inherited my compassionate trait from. If I see someone that is uncomfortable or dejected, I feel as though it is my responsibility to put their mind, soul, and mood at peace. When she smiles, it is as if she is using all her might just to see if it could get bigger. Her eyes are a russet brown like the skin of a winter apple, full of warmth and compassion. Her skin, a shade of brown, like the sand dunes of an Egyptian sunset...
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