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
For my essay I decided to interview my mother. I know most of her story starting from my brothers birth. But i had never know much about her childhood. My mom was surprised when I started asking questions and I happy to learn more about my mother. I will focus this essay manly about when she was a child until teenager. While doing the interview I learned many thing and am now grateful for having the opportunity of writing this essay. I started by asking her when she was born and everything else sparked from their.
If you really knew me, you would know that I am ever so lucky to have my mom. I have a mother who cares about me, supports me, makes sacrifices for me, and constantly does what she can to help me. If it wasn’t for my mom I don’t know where I would be. I couldn’t ever put into words how thankful I am for her. My mom is as strong as Hercules. She is a single mom and I admire her for all the strength she has. She does it all by herself. I know it is stressful on her sometimes, but somehow she stays positive and calm as a peaceful sleep. I have great respect for my mom. I’ll admit my mom is a thorn in my side sometimes, but I love her and could not live without her.
There have been a vast number of lives that have touched mine. Many different people have shared a piece of their soul in my formation. However, it is my mother who is the most important and most influential person in my life. My mother raised me by herself since the day I was born. My father was abusive and she left to make a better life for the both of us. She has worked as many as four jobs at one time. My mother wants to make sure my brothers and I have a better life than she did. It hasn’t always been easy for her, taking care of us on her own, trying to pay bills and making sure we had everything we needed. My mom has always had us involved in sports at a very young age. We always were doing something or involved in something
I hear so many stories of my friends that merely dislike their moms, I’m so grateful to be placed with her. She is one of my best friends and is such a pure joy to be around. When people tell me that I am like her, oftentimes I am filled with happiness. I can only hope to be half the woman that she is. Yes, she is awkward, she is weird, she is embarrassing; but without those, she wouldn’t be Jenny Swenson. These attributes don’t make her any less lovable. She has a thirst to serve our Lord, which has greatly influenced my life. She reflects to me the power of possessing joy through even the hardest of trials. I wouldn’t be who I am without her.
Adult interview #2 On the seventeenth of November I interviewed my mother, Lori Evans. She is fifty-five years old and has been married for twenty-seven years. She has had and raised three children, Justin, Matthew, and Brianna (me). To me, my mother has a very loving and caring heart. I hope that I am like her someday. I asked my mother questions about her physical, cognitive, social, emotional, and spiritual development.
Self-Reflection Profile Essay It was one of those rare hot summer days back in my home country Germany. My mother and I boarded an overcrowded Lufthansa plane at Frankfurt’s international airport, starting a journey that would have a lasting impact on my life. I was just 5 years old, but the memories seem as vivid today as the actual experiences were back then. It was my first trip to the United States of America. I remember loving everything about it, the people, the food, the smells, the sceneries. It felt like home from the moment I arrived. Today, I believe that this trip sparked a flame inside of me that grew bigger and bigger as I grew older. I became passionate about everything and anything American. It was as simple as watching a cowboy
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
My mother has always been my best friend, someone that I can always talk to no matter what. It’s been hard being distant from my mother these past couple of weeks. Things aren't like they used to be. Looking back every
There was a point in my life where I felt like I had nothing. I had been kicked out, had no job, and wasn’t even sure if I wanted to attend college. Even though I struggled, through determination and hard work, I excelled far above what could’ve been expected and threw myself into photography and journalism. An insurmountable amount of effort has gone into the career I’ve always wished for . Soon, my career is going to change my life and others. My career is going to enable me to practice my craft and do what I am passionate about professionally.The general public will become better informed as I will strive to always share the truth. Thought provoking and unique content is the only thing I plan on putting out..
“Congratulations Nursing class of 2006, you did it!” Pomp and circumstance began to beam through the speakers of the auditorium. My mother flung her cap high in the air. The audience hollered, hooted and howled as each name was announced. Tears went down my dad’s cheeks and his eyes turned
Nothing is more warm, reassuring, priceless, and irreplaceable like ones mother. A mother’s love is as endless as the abyss of the ocean . My mother has taught me many lessons and left with me with some of the best memories a mother could give her child. But one I remember so vividly didn’t start out so great.
On the edge of Dallas, bordering the suburbs, I come from a home that is no longer mine. My family has moved, but that place is engraved in me as the initials of my family is engraved on the top step of the porch. I miss its five steps to the door, I miss its pink bricks that nowadays are hard to find, I miss its 12 orange squares designed on the front and alongside the wide open window that welcomed the light from dawn to dusk. It was homey and comfortable, in it occupied my mother’s huge kitchen, a spacey living room and orange tiles in the main bathroom. The house was not big and luxurious, but it was perfect to me. The best yet was its location, I could easily find a McDonalds, Walmart, a library, plenty of thrift stores, Cici’s Pizza,
Career Profile Research Sheet: 1. What kinds of education/training is required for this occupation? The basic requirement needed to become a travel agent is a high school diploma (or the equivalent of one). However, employers prefer candidates who have taken postsecondary courses in computer science, foreign languages, geography and world history. Many companies and agencies also look for employees that have received vocational training, which is useful due to the increased use of computers and technology in the daily life of people in this field. Several colleges and universities also offer degree or diploma programs in Travel and Tourism, which are popular among those who wish to take on the job of a travel agent and appeal to future
The Day My Mother Died Mother: a term, an idea, an individual. In my case, a singular woman associated with love, nurture, and safety. Unfortunately, life rarely, if ever, takes an individual’s feelings into consideration when doling out hardships. My mother was diagnosed with cancer October 2007, and immediately engaged in chemotherapy in an attempt to slow the disease’s spread. The treatment seemed to work, and she entered remission. In the theme of most things good, it was over way too fast. In almost no time at all, I could barely recognize my own mother; so heavily had the cancer retaliated and so swiftly had her body shed every ounce of fat. Due to the amount of pain and discomfort she experienced during the initial chemotherapy treatments, my mother opted to forego additional treatments (heedless of outside advice), pursuing alternative medicines instead. I cannot accurately describe the feelings of pain, helplessness, and despair I felt watching my mother, the woman who cared for me whenever I was sick, wasting away in front of me. Her pain ended on December 27th, 2009, when her body finally lost the fight against itself. The day I lost my mother was the single most horrible day of my life.