Descriptive Essay About My Mother

741 Words2 Pages
bulb-icon

Recommended: Native american social structures

She was free, and not just free like you and me, but more free than any everyday person. Her rituals and ways of life showed it all. I still remember the smell of her pipe; it smelled of little tobacco mixed with white sage and sumac. She was one with nature, and one with a keen soul for life itself. Her strong will, and great poise made her who she was. She had respect for where she came from and she passed it down to loved ones, which was the same way as it had been done to her from her ancestors. It meant so much more to not just learn about the traditions, but to be a part of the tradition. She was a Quapaw. She stood for being a REAL Arkansan. She stood for being a REAL American. Her beauty is of one you would see in a high fashion magazine. …show more content…

She was a devoting wife, mother of two, grandmother of 4, and great-grandmother of 16. She had the cooking that every man seeks to find in a significant other. She loved so unconditionally that it made your heart throb just from the thought of her. Her loving, soft, and graceful touch in the morning and at night is what made her husband fall in love with her more and more every day for 56 years. She was an exquisite mother to ALL her children. Although she was so very loving, she also had a stern side. Her love reminds me of a rose, while always being graced with beauty, there’s always thorns on the stem. She meant what she said, children did what they were told, and if they tried to disobey her authority they were forever scared of the lime green flyswatter with the white handle that had rusty spots on it. Getting to see her every chance had never been taken for granted, but were always counted as a blessing. She was very smart when it came to advice and how she loved her children. She was admired for many things, but most of all she was admired for telling her loved ones if we were right or wrong in situations, and still loving us, but never being mad, or judging us for the wrongs we may have committed; Even if they happened to be the worst decisions made. She stood for pure

Show More
Related

  • Eulogy for Mother

    2087 Words  | 5 Pages

    I, of course, knew my mother as a mother. As I have reached adulthood and become a mother myself, I have also known her as a friend. My mom shared much of herself with me, and I saw sides of my mother as she struggled with her cancer that I had never seen before, especially her strong belief in positive thinking and the importance of quality of life. I was privileged to know so many facets of my mother, but certainly I did not know all. There were parts of her life that I didn’t see, relationships that I didn’t know about. Last night, at the wake, so many stories were told to me about my mom’s strength, courage, humor, kindness, her quietness, her loyalty as a friend. It was so special to hear of these things that my mom said and did, to know some of these other parts of her life. I hope that her friends and family will continue to share these stories with me and with each other so we can continue to know and remember my mom.

    Read More

  • TS Harwood's Poem Mother Who Gave Me Life

    139 Words  | 1 Pages

    Seen through lines such as “mother who gave me life, the wisdom I would not learn from you”; striking a chord within her audience though her authentic reflection on and universal commonality.

    Read More

  • Analysis Of Desdemona

    748 Words  | 2 Pages

    Her love was like a light; always radiant and gleaming, and those who got a glimpse of this light where forever captured by it. Neither afraid of love or afraid to love. She was forgiving and kind, kindness being her only weakness. She would often seek advice from me

    Read More

  • College Essay: My Mother's Influence on Me

    516 Words  | 2 Pages

    The greatest woman I’ve ever known always told me that education was important…and she was right. I came from a small town in the suburbs of St. Louis, Missouri prior to becoming a teenager. At the time, education was abundant in St. Ann, where I lived. I attended a decent elementary school and made good grades, despite mathematics not being my cup of tea. I have

    Read More

  • The Paradoxical Nature of Maternal Love

    1044 Words  | 3 Pages

    God says to honor your mother, but sometimes I question that wisdom. I mean God has some good thoughts and did some really great things, but that doesn’t mean he is all knowing. Mom is great, I love her so much, but once in awhile she just does things that cause me to rip out my hair in disbelief. She has really great qualities from her bravery and intelligence to how loving she is. However, she has some not-so-great qualities, like her anxiety and lack of common sense to how obsessed she can be about things.

    Read More

  • Personal Narrative Essay: A Mother's Love

    1294 Words  | 3 Pages

    As the contractions began to grip my stomach, I realized that my life would forever be changed. Knowing the old me had to die in order for me to become a new me. After being abandon at the age of five, I grew up feeling lonely and unloved. I was filled with so much anger, malice, hurt and unforgiveness that I held against others. I didn’t have the luxury of living in a stable environment, because growing up I was always living from home to home. I had no intentions to strive for better, I had begun to allow my upbringing to be my excuse. Years of disappointment resulted in me caring less in others desire. I couldn’t love anyone because love was never shown to me, but

    Read More

  • Personal Narrative Essay - Learning from Mother

    349 Words  | 1 Pages

    Education is not to teach men facts, theories or laws, not to reform or amuse them or make them expert technicians. It is to unsettle their minds, widen their horizons, inflame their intellect, teach them to think straight, if possible, but to think nevertheless.   Robert Maynard Hutchins

    Read More

  • What Is A Good Mother Essay

    1013 Words  | 3 Pages

    Women are blessed with what I consider is the biggest gift in the universe and that is to give life to what once was part of them. At some point in our lives we ask ourselves……. What is a good mother? Although there can be endless definitions, my definition of a good mother is based on what I consider to be morally right. A good mother always thinks about her children first, a good mother is always willing to give her life for her children, a good mother is soft and gentle with her children, but a good mother becomes aggressive and protective when her children are exposed to potential threats and a good mother will always want the best for her children.

    Read More

  • Jacqueline Kennedy

    2818 Words  | 6 Pages

    ...ld have been very hard to tell her what to do. When someone is that comfortable with whom they are you cannot help but admire them. They are who they are and no one will ever be able to change that. They are above the trivial ways of trying to fit in to get people to like them. She had all she wanted, her family and the rest didn’t matter. No one would ever be able to shape her into what they want. She wasn’t out spoken but she didn’t let people use her. Isn’t that what makes heroism? She was someone who would never do something just because society told her. Isn’t that which make progress possible too? There are few ways progress can only be made by those who are willing to be different and not conform to society. Maybe that is what everyone liked about her, how she couldn’t be manipulated. She was always aware what was going on but it never caused her to change.

    Read More

  • Memoir of My Mother

    1541 Words  | 4 Pages

    It seemed like a normal day when I entered Mrs. A’s AP Language and Composition class, but little did I know that she was going to assign a very important project that was going to take forever. I took my seat and wrote down what was on the board. Then I sat patiently and waited for Mrs. A to come explain what we were doing today. When the tardy bell rang, Mrs. A glided into the room and gave us all a stack of papers. She then proceeded to discuss our upcoming assignment, a memoir. As she explained the very important assignment, I wondered whom I would write about. No one really came to mind to write about and I thought for sure I would never be able to get this thing done on time. I finally decided that I would write in on my mother, Kari Jenson. I knew I would probably put the project off until the very end and do it the weekend before even though it would get on my mom’s nerves. Putting work off was just how I did everything, it worked for me. When I arrived home from school that day, I told mom about the project. I told her I would most likely write it about her and she was overjoyed.

    Read More

  • Personal Narrative Essay: The Importance Of My Mother

    911 Words  | 2 Pages

    In my formative years, I am sad to admit that I was the most critical of my mother. We suffered from what experts would identify as ‘mutual incomprehensibility’, and I believe at times we still do; however, as I grow more and more into woman hood and our bond has been strengthened with experience, I have had the amazing opportunity to gain a true sense of my mother and have come to admire her in many ways ( though she probably doesn 't believe me). For whatever reason, I once found solace in reducing all my problems as some fault of my mother’s inability to prepare me for adulthood. Instead of seeking advice and wisdom, I rebelled! Looking back, I now realize she only wanted to protect me, to help me, but as a teen that felt like control

    Read More

  • My Grandmother Essay

    942 Words  | 2 Pages

    This lady is the most wonderful person I 've ever met. She is old, affectionate, and intelligent. It took me eighteen years to realize how much this extraordinary person influenced my life. She 's the type of person who charms everyone with her stories and experiences. She always time for her family and friends. She is the kind of leader who does everything to keep her family together and in harmony. She is my grandmother.

    Read More

  • Personal Essay: Remembering My Great-Grandmother

    723 Words  | 2 Pages

    What does phenomenal mean to you? One dictionary states phenomenal means very remarkable. My great grandmother was a very sophisticated and remarkable woman. Phenomenal should have been her first name, because that she was. My great grandmother was a rare breed; many do not come like that anymore. Memories of my great grandmother take me to a happy place, and hold a special place in my heart.

    Read More

  • Descriptive Essay About My Mother

    707 Words  | 2 Pages

    Has anyone ever asked you: “Who is most important to you”? To me the most wonderful mother in my life, no one can replace her in my heart. My mother, who is very nice and gentle, helps me and has always been there for me when I need her. My mother loves me very much. She is strict and educated me to become a good person. I can’t say how much love her. I am grateful to her because she gave me birth, brings me love and helped me grow up. But you know she just takes care of me a lot. Every day she tells me the same words. If you were me, you would feel very tired. I am a very happy child having my mother. I feel too tired to listen to her words, but imagine one day I don’t see her any longer and listen to her voice. What would I feel?

    Read More

  • My Mother In My Life Essay

    767 Words  | 2 Pages

    Many people, as well as myself, believe that a mother’s influence is one of the most important influences that one will ever come in contact with in their lives. A mother’s love, comfort, and support will often help to shape a child and allow them to become the person they need to be later on in life. My mother has had a great influence on my life from day one. I often refer to her as my “rock” because she is definitely a solid foundation in my life. Being that she is a great role model, my mother’s support and presence in my life has allowed me to grow as a person, keep my spirits high through hell and high water, prosper in all that I have done, as well as mold me to be a great person in the future.

    Read More

More about Descriptive Essay About My Mother

Open Document