My Mother : My Best Friend

My mom has been through a lot with me she got me healthy even if she was sick during the time I was a baby, She has helped me with my reading and writing disability and has pushed me to do my best. She is a strong confident woman that is loving she loves to attend to people and has a great smile. She has shown me that even if times are hard you have to bring your head up and raise it high. I maybe a mama’s boy but my mom is one of my greatest role models and people I admire.

From working several jobs at a time to make sure I had everything I needed, she became the reason why I was raised the way I raised. The lesson that “ I should treat everyone like the most important person in the world because I will never know when I might need them” was engraved in my head was owned by my mother. Sometimes she would tell me that she had holes in her socks and I knew it was due to most of her money going towards my private school tuition in order for me to be able to have the best education I could get. My mother is my background, my identity, interest, and talent. She is truly the one that has set me up for success, regardless of how fatigued or overworked she is. She is the person who truly defines who I am and who I have become to this

Growing up my mom was the only parent in my household, so naturally we were a very close family. My mom took care of all of us. She always made sure my siblings and I had everything we needed in order to be successful. She cooked, clean, worked, etc., she really was a super mom. Whenever I had a problem with something or needed to talk to someone she was always there for me. My mom gave

My mom helps me with everything. School, pays for my cell phone and car because I go to school. She sets up my doctors’ appointments. She tells me what I do and don’t need. She helps me define myself as a women so I can have kids one day, be a great mother like she is, raise a family, have a nice home, get a job. She helps me with all of these things along with two others, my older brother and my younger sister. My older brother had a full ride to go play football at a college and instead of taking the ACT he went and partied it up the night before and lost his chance of playing. He just had a baby and was living with my parents not too long ago and he’s 22. My mom does her very best everyday to help us all out. She doesn’t have to worry very hard with my sister. She’s a sophomore in college and has never made a B in her life. She’s already getting letters from big schools to go there. My mom is very proud of her as I am too. I’ve put my mom through so much along with my brother. For example, it’s my third semester in college and I’m at my third school. I just wasn’t built with my sister’s brains. I’m here, in college, for my mom. She always says, “Please go do big things. Don’t quit like your father and I did when it came to

My mom is a very perceptive woman. She’s always had a way of explaining the world and the people within it. It came as a great shock to myself when I learned she was extroverted, as I had always known her to exhibit introverted mannerisms. I had assumed she would be the watchful and quiet one, but she’s usually the life of the party. That’s when I started to ask her about her life. She’s experienced enough things to warrant a jaded perspective of the world, yet she still holds some appreciation. I owe her much more than just giving her a mutual respect and completing my chores. I attribute my perspective on the world to my mom. My personality was shaped from her open mind and helped me find my passions in life. I’ve always had a strong sense of who I am, what I want to do in life. I know that I’ll always be welcomed back to her regardless of any mistakes I may

She works a 8-10 shift, comes home to a family of 5, and always teaches us good lessons. She has raised us and Will continue to do So "You held to get good grades, don't get Played by boys, and always help others even it they did wrong. And never keep hate in your heart." words I've grown up with. those are the words of my mother. Coming home tired every day was her, but I never seemed to care. My mom, 45, is a thin yet Strong-willed woman. whenever she returns home from a long clay of work, she always asks for Massages And I ALWAYS complain. "Ugh, Why do I have to do this?" Or "What do I get in return?" Were my answers. Looking back at it I regret it when I was the one to complain and not my mom. I'm the one who sits at home all day and does

At least from what I hear from my mom, she was very strict as a mother, but that isn’t really a bad thing. That just made her kids more enduring and hard working people later in life. Alternatively to her strictness, I have been treated with the utmost niceness by her. She’s always been willing to take care of my brother and me when my mom

Especially in cooking, she is always there helping and giving you the advice you need. I swear sometimes I feel like she needs to create her own cooking show. But she is also willing to speak her mind and let you know you're doing something wrong. If I didn’t have my mom I don’t know what I would do. My mom is my inspiration in life.

Growing up, my mom was a big impact on my life. Two days of the week she was a dental assistant. The other days she was just my mom. When she came home on the days after work she would smell minty and fresh from working in her dental office. I feel blessed to have been able to have my mother as a constant influence in my life. She showed me that I could be as mother as well as have a good job; I did not need to pick one or the other. My mother taught me how to stand up for myself and how not to be a pushover. One of the most important things I think that my mother taught me was how to be compassionate. Even as a young child when I heard about some of the terrible things that had happened in the world, my heart broke for those

When I am having troubles of my own and need someone who will truly listen, she gives me great advice whether I like the outcome or not. She has guided and molded my sister and I into young ladies who know their self worth and who will not back down from anything. I have always looked up to my mother because she is strong as an ox, and by that I mean mentally, physically, and emotionally. She is simply this compared to any one I have ever met. As I have grown each day I follow her and pay attention to the things she does because one day I hope I can become at least half as great as she is. I say half because honestly, I don’t know if anything can beat

She has taught me to cherish people and to admire all of their attributes. My mother has shaped me in a way that I become people’s biggest cheerleader and I value their uniqueness, because I know everyone is capable of being the best possible version of themselves and I want to encourage them to get there. This nurturing spirit that I have attained benefits building my relationships and allows me to find and treasure the best in people. My mother has equipped me to properly handle my successes as well as my weaknesses with an admirable and gentle approach, and for that I am forever

My mother is someone I always look up to; she has put in great effort to be such an inspiring person. She has worked twenty-seven years as a committed dental hygienist, and has volunteered as a Cub Scout, Girl Scout, and 4-H leader for over twenty-five years. I have followed in her footsteps, dedicating myself to 4-H, being an active member for nine years and an officer for five. My mom has taught me so much and is one of my best friends, but

Being raised just by my Mom for a while had a major effect on the person I came to be today. When you think about a Mom, you tend to think loving and caring. With my mom raising me, she taught me just that. Growing up she taught me the values of being respectable to my elders, how to have proper manners, how to treat a girl correctly, etc… Most people would think that because of this, their son may come out to be “girly”. Since a father figure is not present. Although, I knew growing up that I had to act as the “man” of the house. So when my

Each and every day she is forced to love and take care of a man who will never deserve a woman like her. I can’t bring myself to live with that. Endless conversations have been debilitated with telling my mother it’s not worth it, telling her she has two children that love her more than my father ever will. Despite the pulsing nerves spewing through me with every word, the hardest part of those conversations are listening to how my mom felt. Hearing her voice crack as tears fill her eyes when she tells me she loves me. I’m her best friend. I’m the only person in the whole world who knows what her heart aches for, what she truly needs. And I can’t handle not being able to give it to her. It’s my liability she isn’t happy, I know there is something I should be able to do to fix it for

My mother and I have always had a close bond in our relationship. When I was young, my mother was forced to raise me on her own, and during this time is when we developed a strong connection. Our relationship has never consisted of fighting, only the usual bickering that occurred during my teenage years. I have always reached out to my mother when I need advice, a shoulder to cry on, or am simply looking for a good laugh. Without I doubt, I consider my mother, my best friend because she continues to love me unconditionally despite the mistakes that I make. Together we are very open with each other and I value the fact that I tell her everything because I know this is something that is unique to a mother-daughter relationship.