My mom gave birth to me a month before her 18th birthday. Though she was young, that didn’t hinder her desire to be the mom she wanted to be as well as the mom I deserved. As far as I can remember, my mom has always been my best friend. She went to college and worked at a supermarket; trying her absolute best in both and succeeding in getting her Associate’s Degree in Respiratory Therapy. I remember I graduated from Pre-School at the same time she graduated college and we took professional pictures of us in our cap and gown together. I was so proud of her, just as she was with me.
She got a job at a hospital at the same time I was entering 1st grade. She used to work the night shifts back. She would drop me off at school in the morning and my grandparents would pick me up from school. I recall her being upset that she wasn’t able to help me with my homework a few days out of the week because she was working and I told her, “Mom, the sick people need you to help them get better. You should be there and I’ll try my best here.”
Through out the years we’ve grown to be each other’s main support as well as become the other half to each other. If I didn’t have my mom, I’d feel as if I had been cut in half. She is the yin to my yang, so to speak. I’ve told her things that I’ve never told anybody else. I have best friends but when someone asks me who my absolute best friend is, I say my mother. We’ve gone from her teaching me how to walk to her teaching me how to drive. I’ve learned so much from her and she says she has learned a lot from me. Before I was born, she was a pushover and was afraid to speak for herself. Now she is single-handedly the most independent and strong woman I know. She has raised me by herself from the get-go and I think she’s done a terrific job. I’m a straight A student going to a prestigious school and I’ve solely worked this hard to make her proud.
To me, my mom is my idol. She is the person I look up to because she embodies everything a good person should have. Unlike celebrities, she has shown me what being a good person with good morals should be. She pushes me to try my best, not just in school but in all aspects of my life. She has shown me that I need to be independent so I can do anything I want in life.
My Mom’s Story
By Angela Reganit
Do you know someone who is great? Spends time with you? Cares for you? And is an important person? Well, I do; she has black hair, brown eyes, and a caring touch. That’s my mom, Grace Reganit.
She is the one who carried me in her womb for nine months without a single sigh.
My mom is the one who takes all kinds of pain and cares for my sake. When I am sick, she spends sleepless nights beside me. She has always guided me in the right path in every step of my life. She has taught me and disciplined me. My mom has taught me the sense of duty I should have towards others in the family and in society.
My mom is an ordinary woman but in her small presence lies an extraordinary figure of fortitude, perseverance, and strong mindset. She is a diligent and determined woman who has guided me toward taking the right direction by following my own path. More importantly, she has helped me appreciate myself as a precious gift of ordinary life and true happiness.
My mom is the best woman in the world and no one can replace her in my heart. I admire her so much. She is always busy with house chores and taking good care of me, my sister, and my dad, but I never hear her say that she is tired. Every day, she is the first person in my family to wake up very early. Then, she makes breakfast for everyone. When my dad goes to work, my sister and I go to school. My mother stays home and does all the daily chores while we are gone. When we come home, there is always a delicious dinner waiting for us. My mom is the last person to take a break after such a long day.
Mom, you gave me everything but you never ask me to pay you back. You are the best, the greatest woman in this world, and in my heart, I love you forever. I am happy when I have you by my side to take care of me, to protect me and to give me your love. I am happy that you are my mom. In the future, I will be a successful adult in life, but in your eyes, I know that I will always be your little kid.
By Samantha D. Martinez
Ever since I could remember I was always a “Mommy’s Girl”, but my mom wasn’t just a “mom” she is also my teacher, best friend, hero, and more importantly my “partner in crime”. Since I’m an only child I have no brothers or sisters to talk to about sorts of stuff you wouldn’t tell your parents, but my mom is different. I can tell her everything. She is honestly that big sister I never had.
My mom is not only my “partner in crime” she is also my teacher. After working an eight hour job in a hospital, she rushes home to cook my father and I a warm meal. Afterwards, she helps me with my homework. Even though sometimes she doesn’t understand it, she will teach herself the lesson and then explain it to me the best way she can. Also, if I ever have a question or advice she will give me guidance from her experiences so I won’t make a mistake. Even though I disagree with her ALL the time, in the end I realize she was right.
My mom is also my best friend. She’s always there when no one else is; when I’m sick she gives me everything I need and if I’m lucky what I want. I can trust she won’t stab me in the back like other people would. I trust my mom.
Lastly, my mom is my “Super Woman”. She does so much! She cooks, cleans, washes, and works. I can barley handle waking up for school. When I grow up I would be lucky enough to become half of the woman my mom is.
But my mom isn’t just my hero, partner, etc. She is a hero at work and in my family as well. Coming from a house with three siblings, a mom and a dad, and a grandma and grandpa, my mom made the impossible POSSIBLE. She wasn’t a straight “A” student, but more like an A, B, C, D kind of student. Her parents only knew Spanish and did not have an education. My mom and her brother and sister had to do their homework on their own. She didn’t want to work at McDonalds and neither did she want her siblings to work there. Being the youngest, she was the one they looked up to — even today. My mom helps my aunt and uncle with money, advice, and guidance. She is like their 2nd mother in my eyes.
At work she helps others that need it, like translating or learning something new and simply by just being their friend. My mom doesn’t do this by force, it’s in her naturally! I admire this about her so much. I see other moms that do not fulfill their duties as a mom and their child suffers at the end. I thank God everyday for giving me a mother/woman like her.