Descriptive Essay About My Mother

You know those time when you think to yourself “How did I arrive on planet Earth?” Your mother, if she could hear your thoughts would respond with “you are here because of me.” After she tells you that, you thank her for all the labor pain she endured during childbirth. My birthday is November 15, 2001. To me, that is a lot of time so far, and over the years I have come to an important realization. That realization is that my mother loves her family more than any material possession in this world. My mutter (aka mother) is remarkable because she endures a lot of challenges in her life, but she always finds a way to vanquish them. From dealing with my father’s ex-wife to dealing with angry customers in the restaurant she manages, my mother

The first footsteps we've ever taken are the ones that have imprinted the inside of our mothers' stomachs. Mothers don't just give birth to us, they give us a life to live. Now, some might say mothers are supposed to give birth; it's a natural process that is their duty. It's physically straining to have a child, but it takes a true warrior to raise a child. It is often forgotten how much they continuously provide for us and how many sacrifices they make. My mother has been my inspiration, not because of her title as my mother but because she is the prime example of a what I call a hero.

The bond that is made between a parent and a child is one of the most powerful bonds that is created throughout a lifetime. The theme of parenthood has a close personal connection to my life, and also in many other people’s lives. The strong connection I have with my mother is one that I hold very near to my heart. Without the unconditional love and support I receive from her everyday, I would not be able to move forward into my future the way I plan to next year. I have made mistakes, and will continue to as I grow into an adult, but I am certain that my mother's love for me will never change. No matter how big the fight, I will never doubt her love and I believe many people can identify with that. The unconditional love of a parent that

Compassionate, fearless, and stubborn are three words that can precisely describe my mother. As for describing our relationship, I am fortunate enough to say we have a strong and healthy relationship with each other. As pertaining to literature, my mother can be described as sharing similarities as well as differences with the elderly lady in the poem, “Elderly Lady Crossing on Green,” by Wyatt Prunty. Through comparing and contrasting my mother to the elderly lady, countless memories came to my mind bringing me to the realization that our relationship can still use improvement. Many emotions come to surface when I begin to think about my mother because of the obstacles she has overcame.

A mother’s love for a daughter is an intense feeling; some times it can be very joyful or very painful.  Most mothers just want their daughters to have everything that they didn’t have, they try to give their daughter all their hopes and dreams.  The relationship between a mother and daughter should be one of the greatest relationships a woman can have with another woman. Some time a mother can push a daughter to hard, some mother don’t mean to make their daughter feel bad or to make them up-set, the mothers just want the daughter to have better then what they had.  A mother gives her daughter advice about everything in life.

Ever since I can remember, I've always been a source of worry for my mother; I fear that this will never change. Regardless of this, I know that my mother is a very strong, persevering woman, and that if need be; she will carry on.

She was able to balance a difficult divorce, working as a substitute teacher, going to college, and taking care of us. I knew that if she could do all of those things for us, then I could take on more responsibilities around the house and in my brother’s life. Being my brother's role model meant that every choice I made affected not only me but him too. I always tried my best in school and listened to my mom in hopes that he would follow suit and do the same. At times it was difficult and I almost faltered, because like any kid I wanted to goof off in school, not do my homework, and stay up past my

Motherly love is why a mother cannot stand her child being unhappy, or that she would try to her limits to make life easy for him. Mitch Albom says in For One More Day, “When you look at your mother, you are looking at the purest love you will ever know”. Here the writer states how much a mother loves a child and how strong motherly love is. In addition, countless poems by Iranian poet Parvin E’tesami are about motherly love such as in the lines, “she lay awake by my side through the night, to make sure I could sleep right” or “she laid a smile on my face and words on my lips”. These lines are all examples of motherly love that show how deeply a mother cares for her child. As well, according to the Quran, “The entrance

There are different ways one can express love, yet nothing seems to compare to a mother’s love. Especially with the type of love my mother continuously shares with me. She loved me before she met me; the unselfish, everlasting, strong, pure type of love. She loved me without knowing who I was or better yet who I would grow to be. That love carried me for nine months, breathed life into my lungs on March 2nd, 1997 at 4:32am, and has kept me until this very moment you are reading this. The woman I am speaking about is Joann Piphus.

Most, if not all, people have someone whom they look up to; some inspirational figure. This source of inspiration often comes from a well-known figure. These figures drive their followers to be their best in everything they do. Well, my hero drives me to school and wears an apron that has “World’s Best Mom” written on it. Determination and willpower, positivity, and humility are some of her most outstanding attributes. My mom is the driving force behind the well-shaped person that I am today; she is by far the biggest influence on my life.

Mom: You’re the light of my life that lights up my life. My Leader that trained me to fight in this world. The person who walking me through life and has never left me behind.

If anything describes my mom, it’s the phase “in sickness and in health” (parallelism) because no matter if you are sick, healthy, thriving or struggling (parallelism), my mom is there with anything she can do to help you. Some of my very first memories of my mom from elementary school is her showing just how compassionate she is. When I was in elementary school, I wanted to be in a Girl Scouts troop but there was none in my school. My mom became not only my troop leader, but ran three troops at the same time, so anyone at my elementary could be involved despite their age. These children coming into her Girl Scouts troops were complete strangers and she still opened our house to everyone and accommodated anyone who wanted to join. My mom’s compassion is not just saved for strangers but also for her family. Growing up, my mom sacrificed having time with dad as they worked opposite shifts to make sure I was never left

Strength, sacrifice and love is an embodiment of mother. She should always know how much she is worth and shouldn’t let anyone define who she is. A mother’s feminine power is very powerful and at the same time supportive. Till their last breath, they will love their child unconditionally.

It was with courage, through the worst of times that she single-handedly built our relationship. When I was hospitalized at the age of two, my mother dropped everything in her life to advocate for me. With much hardship, she traveled great distances

The greatest love in the world is the unselfish motherly love. I have a great mother. My mother is an educated woman, who has many good qualities. Like all other mothers, she is responsible and she devotes most of her efforts to our family. She is also always being very careful and helping me a lot in both my life and my studies. Back in the day when I was little, every morning, she got up early to make breakfast for me no matter how tired she might have been. When I was little, she helped me to prepare my schoolbag and check my homework. When I finished my homework, she often checked it for me and pointed out some mistakes. My mother is a learned woman, so I often consult her whenever I have any difficulty with school work. Her explanations are very helpful, so she is not only my mother but also my teacher. My mother has always did many works both for family and her job. She gets up very early and sleeps very late every day. She works