My mom raised me as a single parent my whole life. She has done a great raising me. I have not been jail, or involved in drugs or any other bad things. My mom always get compliments on have she raised me. That's why I try to be on my best behavior whenever I go any where.
Sometimes I think I am the luckiest son in the world. I might be the luckiest but I know I am very blessed. My mom is my heart and soul. I am not saying my mom is perfect because I know no
one is, but she can not be far from it. The thing she does for me make it seems that God sent down an angel to look over and protect me. I know in my mind that he did. Some people think there special is just special to them but I know my mom is special to others. I know she is special to others, like my sister and the rest of my mom's family.
Well my mom and I never had a lot of money but we were not poor. I just mean that she struggled sometimes trying to get my make me happy. What I mean by that is she bought me stuff that was not important, but it was important to me as a little kid. She bought things like toys, lots of clothes and other things that kids like to have. I remember one summer I wanted some new clothes to go back to school with, even though that was not really important because I already had clothes but I figure since school was starting I needed some new clothes. My mom did not have enough money to get it but she made her way. She let all her bills
pile up just to get me some new clothes. That's how I know she loves me and that's why I love her.
I could write all day