Mothers Are Angels

Mothers Are Angels I grew up in a middle class, single parent family in Ukraine. My mother had to work a lot to make some money for living. Even though we lived in a Democratic country, our government didn’t give any chance for people to improve their lives. Back then, I would have never imagined that someday I’ll live in America and be blessed with the opportunity to make my life the way I want it to be. Moving to the United States gave me a whole new world to look at. However, nothing of this would have taken place if my mother didn’t have the courage to leave everything behind and start from scratch. My mother was the first person in our family to attend the University. Her dedication and hard work helped her receive a degree in engineering. Growing up I remember mom would often time tell me stories of how she would have to stay up all night and study because she also held a job in the afternoons. After graduating from the University she got hired by a telephone company. It was a fairly easy job however the pay wasn’t so satisfying. I remember how sad she felt when she couldn’t get me something I wanted, due to money shortage. In addition, as I was growing up she had to spend more money on school supplies and all my other daily needs. She always tried to find a way to immigrate to a different country so we wouldn’t be forced to live in fear of starvation and political upheaval on a daily basis. It was a cold January evening and I had just gotten back from school when the door suddenly banged open. My mother stood there anxiously with excitement in her eyes. I knew something fantastic had occurred because I have never seen my mother so happy. As she calmed down and sat on the couch she told me, “I received a letter in the mail from the USCIS stating that we won a green card. Our lives will change now. We’re going to America!” This wasn’t such great news for me though. At that point I was a teenager, I had many friends, I was always busy with doing