Mom
By MaryChar Erickson
There are many people that shape who we become as we grow up. The one person that has impacted me the most is my mother. My mom has been there for me no matter what and has supported me in everything that I do. There have been many times in my life where I look around and think what would I do with out my mom. My mom owns a daycare, and she definitely shows it. Yes she can get very annoying when she bites and pinches but that definitely is her personality. My mother puts her family ahead of everything; last year she made many trips to school for my clueless brother that never remembers anything. But, she always found a way to get away from daycare and out of ratio ( away from direct child interactions) to bring Trey his football socks or some lunch money for me.
My mother and I have a very close relationship. I, being the dork that I am, try to be mad at her when she acts like a baby. But it is impossible for me to go one day without talking to her unless I’m out of the country. It is the same for her; when she has a bad day at work and she comes home, I know without talking that something is wrong. She tries to say that there is nothing wrong, but I ask twice and she pours her heart out to me. She sometimes rather would talk to me than anyone else because she knows that I am a good listener and usually can understand where she is coming from better than my dad.
I really value the things that she has taught me. She has taught me to be a hard worker and not to call in sick at work just for the reason that I don’t feel like getting up that morning. That being one of the things that we have dealt with over the years, calling in sick just causes more headaches for others than you yourself. My mother has taught me to be happy with myself. As long I know that I‘m a decent person that I can look in the mirror and smile at, I should be ok. She has also taught me not to accept the minimum in life to strive to be good at what I do or to get the A instead of the B+. She has instilled in me the characteristic of a good mom and person. If I am half the person that she is, I will be perfectly happy, but I will never give up. She has taught me not to accept that you aren’t good enough, but that you are wonderful. I hope to be able to introduce her faith that she has instilled in me to my children, and hopefully, I will be as good a mother as she.
One moment that I will never forget she helped me so much is when in 5th grade I had many troubles with friends. I was the girl that got voted out of the group. I was left in the dust and came home crying and begging to be home schooled. She said no, of course, and said all I needed to do was find a new group of friends and everything would be all right. I thought that the world was coming to an end. She stood by me, and that is when I realized that she wasn’t just my mother but my best friend.