Eulogy About Parents

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hhh! And my day starts in 5 ,4 ,3, 2, and 1 I wake up brush my teeth , wake my little sister up for school make breakfast for my family because I know my mom has a long day ahead of her my mom is a very hard working woman . I also help my mom get ready for work every day it’s the Same thing sometimes I get tired but now I'm used to it . It doesn't faze me anymore but it makes me think inside . WHY WHYY ? Why isn't my father here to help!?. I might smile and laugh in people face but I'm really hurt inside. Hello WAKE UP I'm 17 born and raised in san Antonio TX. where sometime you only have your dad or you only have your mom or you have both of your parents. well in this situation I only have one parent which is my mom my dad left when I was

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