November 8, 2012
A Mother’s Influence
There are thousands of ways to define the word mother. Stereotypical theories would describe a mother as the one that takes care of the home. Others may complain that their mother is the one that is constantly nagging. Through the times constantly changing and my own life experience, my view on a mother is above and beyond the typical description. A mother is the strongest person a child will encounter.
When I think of my mother, the first thing that comes to mind is her striking appearance. She is the epitome of a brown-eyed bombshell. My mother has long, perfect legs to match her beautifully freckled, equally long arms. She has a nose like a button and fine, brown hair. I love the way she does her makeup- so subtle, yet bold. Her style is as classy as classy gets and she prefers the color black. Even on days when my mother is angry or gloomy, her smile seems to be contagious. I remember always wanting to look like mommy and walking around in her high heels. To this day, I still love using her pillows because I can smell her perfect, indescribable scent.
Like most mothers, mine has a motherly touch. Whenever I am sick, she places a wet cloth on my forehead and babies me until I am better. At times where I feel like breaking down, being in her presence brings me stability. She also tends to play the role of ‘mother bear’ and remains protective over all three of her babies. Although there has been times where my mother and I fight like best friends, she has taught me that every punishment was done out of wanting the best for her children.
My appreciation for my mother has grown most through watching her strength be applied into her everyday life. Being a mom is a full-time job. Being a single mom of three children, three and a half years apart, makes a hero. Through the past eighteen years, my siblings and I have put my mom through hell. I’ve watched my mom become...