Personal Narrative a Mother's Influence

A Mother’s Influence

Mothers know and see everything. However, I never wanted to believe this was true. When I was short on money, needed a home-cooked meal or a shoulder to cry on, my mother always knew how to make things better. Although my mother was wise and had more life experience, I never took or valued my mother’s advice. I failed to grow to my full potential. On January 31, 2010, I lost the most important person in my life, as well as the security and backbone of my family. I never knew the true impact my mother made on my life; I was lost. No one to turn to and no one to tell me things were going to be all right. I realized very quickly that I needed to evaluate my life, mature, and stand on my own two feet. Although the sudden loss of my mother was the most traumatic and heartbreaking experience I have ever encountered, her inability to now see me prosper gave me the drive to set goals and rise to my true potential.

Growing up my mom faced multiple hardships. She was the oldest child of three in a home where her mother stayed home and her father worked to support the family. At a very young age, my mother’s father was in a work accident that led to the loss of his legs and the inability to work or properly support his family. For the first time, my mother and her family understood the meaning of poverty. Growing up in an economically deprived family gave my mother the drive to work hard on her education in order to support herself financially. At the age of twenty, my mother graduated from nursing school and thought she had overcome the hardest part of her life, but no one can predict their future.

Her life moved forward from this point. She met a man who she thought she loved, married him and began a family. My mother continued to work full time and fulfilled her duties as mother of three. As most parents do, my parents sheltered us kids from the reality of what was taking place in their relationship. They grew distant, could...