My Mother In My Life

Fast forward to when I was ten. I was already playing “mom” babysitting my two brothers for long days and now I was becoming my mother’s confidant regarding every area of her life, including the “ex-boyfriend” she maintained a relationship with while married to my dad. At the time, it seemed flattering, but later I came to realize, that was too much for a ten-year-old to carry! I began to resent her. In essence, I started to lose my childhood.

Back to the point, my mother was never really a kind soul. I never heard a nice word come from her mouth, but on the other hand, I did not have much to go off of considering I barely knew her. She often passed my siblings and I

I remember the struggles she would go through with her employer to maintain her job in different factories and her having several jobs as I was growing up. I know her pay was not much, and she struggled. I think part of it was her growing up as a woman that caused some of these struggles. She did not have the education she needed because she was put to work at an early age. My grandparents thought she would be married and taken care of at some point. When this didn’t happen, my mother was left with the familiar struggles many women go through in trying to raise a family on their own. My mother was able to get us through school and was hardened by the situation of her earlier years, but now as she gets older, she no longer puts up with much and will state her opinion.

I was born on September 7, 2002 at Licking Memorial Hospital. My measurements were seven pounds, fourteen ounces. So all I know is that my birth mom didn’t have enough money to take care of me at the time. That’s when my grandparents came into the picture. My grandparents took care of me from the time I was 2 weeks old to now.

Almost everyone's role model is their mother, but all but for several different reasons. Many find their mother's compassion to be appealing. Others their mother's strength to be inspiring. Although mine encompasses those characteristics mentioned above, she’s much more than that. Much more than a kind, compassionate, strong, and helpful person; she’s all that - and more.With my mother’s stories I have grown to know her flaws; both physical and emotional. Born in a town I admire her originality, wit, and worldview. But what I admire the most is her ability to not be as pessimistic as I tend to be, but to be realistic. I aspire to be her solely because of her wholehearted intention to seize the day, every day. For this reason, I would love

My mother is the most important person in my life because the bond we share is like no other she is my mentor, guide, and protector and I love her more than anyone will ever know. My mother and I have been threw a lot of tough times fun times important times and disappointing times together but the one that catches my eye the most is the time when my great grandmother was sick and only had a few days left to live and without my mom there I have no clue how the family would have took it.

Before this assignment began, I thought about a powerful woman in my life that was influential to me and had gone through a lot. Many women struggle in the world with such things as family, education, and being in the work force and are often times undervalued. Many things that happen in life can affect women’s thoughts, feelings, emotions, actions, and finances. I chose my mother, Ellen Murphy, to discuss how certain events throughout her life had affected her with all of those that I listed. My mother’s experiences of adopting two children from another country, was a special education teacher, divorced my father, and grew up with supportive parents have all affected her life decisions with herself and with her children in both negative and positive ways as a woman. The first question I asked her was how old are you and what her job was and what degree she needed to be in that field. She is 51 and her job is a special education teacher with a primary unit of students with multiple disabilities and medically fragile in grades k-3. It is required to have a bachelor’s degree in science and education. Also, she received her master’s degree in teaching students with learning disabilities. She said that her career path had affected the rest of her life in many different areas.

My seventh grade year was when my life began to take a turn for the rest of my high school experience. It all began when I first transferred to a new school and my grandfather, “Poppy”, passed away. His passionate love for my grandma, “Meme”, was the sweetest thing in the world. Once Poppy passed away, my world had forever been altered. After he died, my parents were no longer content with each other’s company and then separated. Meme is so disoriented without him and she is slowly beginning to lose her memory and it just breaks my heart. My Poppy was the glue that kept my family together and slightly normal.

Throughout my life I have always had people coming in and out of my life like it was just the thing to do. Even though all these people come and go somehow I still manage to find myself alone and find that I have to use my own earnings for the things I want. But out of all those people three wonderful women chose to take me under their wing and show me the path my life is going to take without even knowing it.

I have a sister who is twenty four years old, and she is one of the most important people in my life. Her name is Asumi. She is always strict for me and herself. Even though, she scold me a lot, I know she loves me so much. Also, she gives me many useful advices when I get trouble. I often imitate her because I want to be a person who has her characteristics.

At the request of this prompt (A), I have concluded that the person whom I truly admire, whom I am most inspired as well as most influenced by is ultimately my Mother. I came to this conclusion as my Mother represents an immense purpose, that strength and beauty can arise from struggles, that one in hard times can arise to succeed. My Mother's life story symbolizes one of many morals and life learning themes that it was her struggle and hardships that gave her beauty. My mother had experienced a lot of difficulties in the process of growing up, either due to her polish or American experience. Yet my mother's story exclaims that if she hadn't experienced a life in vain, then she would not have been the person she is today. My Mother had shown me that hardships and struggles ultimately make you whom you are, as I must face and look past turbulence and obstacles, which block me from the light and success. I, Giovanni Dama, believe that my mother is whom I truly admire above many. I in firmly intend to follow my mother's ideals and her attitude of strength and glory, to never give up in any scenario, no matter what challenges I must reach and be greater than. My mother, Anna Dama, had experienced a path of hardships as my mother came to America for hope and opportunity. My mother had migrated to the united states of America as her father and siblings have already done so. Yet, my had came here tan age of 20 years old, making the relocation to America an ultimate challenge.

I was born February 8th, 1998, in Lisbon, Portugal. I lived in a very pretty beach town my whole life called Ericeira. My mom, Maria, was born in Cuba, and she currently works as a translator for Neogen. Because she spoke in Spanish to us almost every day, me and my sister learned to understand and speak a little bit as well. My dad, Antonio, owns a dairy farm in Portugal and also fixes computers as a hobby. I have one little sister and two half sisters. My little sister’s name is Patricia and she is 17 years old. She currently attends Okemos High School. My older sister’s name is Inês, she is 28 years old, and works with the government, and Raquel, my other sister, is 23 years old, just graduated University, and she currently

Going to visit my mother and spending time with my boys is just what I needed. I loved spending time with my family. Now my step-father on the other hand irked my soul. My mother wasn 't always the best parent to live with which is the reason I lived with my grandmother. My mother at one time was a addict to not only drugs but alcohol. She met her husband right here in Kansas when was I was just thirteen years of age. He was just recently divorced from his wife and he was also a junkie and a drug addict. At one time I figured their demons were more attracted to each other than they were.

I remember my mother and my aunties saying when I was growing up that our generation was too much premature in certain domain of life and that their times it was different. It goes without saying that I started paying attention to the environment and the people around me and noticed that the phenomenon of boyfriend and girlfriend is so vividly emphasize by the TV, in cartoon that every 12 years old girls were discussing about the last night they passed with their love one. Adding to that, the idea of Globalization that advocates a interdependent world, contribute to the share and the spread of behaviors that normally did not exist in some countries. Nowadays, having a boyfriend and a girlfriend is totally normal and for the one who are not

I have a very special person in my life that I look at as my hero. Like a Knight in shining armor with the warm bright light that seems to follow him where ever he goes. Wearing his strong armor, so shinny and clear you can see your own refection. Stronger than ten men fighting to keep me safe, to protect me. Who is this man? He is my father. He not only can carry his own problems, but also chooses to carry mine. It’s like he is holding a balance beam scale that seems like it could tip one way, but he always keeps it evenly balanced. It’s so hard to pick one time that my dad influenced me because there are many. From day one until now, my dad influenced me to be the best I can be.