She would like to be a Registered Nurse serving her purpose at any hospital. Becoming a registered nurse has always been one of my mom 's goals in life, and now watching her go to school and complete that goal as a single mother shows me that anything is possible. In regard to her going back to school being thirty seven inspires me to have a passion. Although, I sometimes make the wrong decisions in life my mother has always stood by me and guided me to the right
I cannot now imagine a life without her.” This quote identifies my mother and the connection that we had with one another. As I look back over my life, I realize that my mother taught me many lessons including the importance of kindness, independence, and what really matters in life. First of all, the kindness my mother had was so powerful that everyone she came in contact with could see what a wonderful women she was. I remember the time when my uncle, his wife, and children moved to Newport News after he retired from the military, and he didn’t have a place to live right away, so my mother took them into our household. My sisters and I were very upset about this situation because that meant we had to share our rooms.
We spent several months going back and forth to the doctors and every time the same nurse would attend us. The nurse was permissive and took a sincere interest in my family. It was the nurse that interacted the most with us and made us feel that my mom and sister were in great care. I admired the nurse and her behavior, she added to the reasons for wanting to become a nurse. At that moment I knew without a doubt I wanted to help people and care for them in times of need.
I had found over the years that I was always the one rushing to help if a friend got injured or needed help. I learned a great deal from my time with my grandfather and his care giver as well as my mother during his battle with cancer. I went from a girl without a lot of experience in illness or loss to a much more understanding and intuitive woman when it came to health care. I saw what it was like be around suffering and pain with my grandfather, but I also saw the relief and gratefulness when he received great care. I learned about the trust and respect a nurse must have when treating patients.
When he died part of her died! Life for her was never the same again. I was not able to completely understand her loss- until now… Throughout my life my mom has always been selfless and generous- especially when it came to her children and grandchildren… ever putting her self last! SHE WAS MY EVERYTHING… Unlike my sister, I was the one that gave my parents their grey hair… It took me longer than most to mature, and the truth is- that’s putting it mildly. Yet through all the ups and downs, and all the times I would end up disappointing her expectations of me, one thing NEVER changed and that was her belief in me… because of her unconditional love I am the person that I am today… her reassurance and patience made all the difference.
My mother afraid of I was tired, she made me fast food and take an orange juice for me drink. Perhaps when people did not know the maternal typeface has shown enough full, shimmering like moonlight. Now on all communication media, art, mother image even more honored but it was never enough to speak of sacrifice and love of my mother for me. Also had repeatedly faulted, after her mother’s stern look, I still get a part on by the tips rustic. Each time, seems to me more mature and made a promise to never mistake again.
These inspiring and amazing words were once spoken by “I Love My Aunt”, a community group who pays a tribute to all the aunts’ in the world. Understanding these words reminds me that an aunt is a second mother and like a sister. Well, many of you may ask what an aunt is. Well, an aunt to me is when someone treats me like I’m their child mom and provides me with care and love. Many humans in this world may not believe they have a perfect enchanting aunt, but others do.
Week Five Paper Jesus Cabral Brandman University Woman as I can best define this beautiful Gender: The first woman I met in this world was my mother. She was loving, warm, and nurturing. As I grew up she was supporting, understanding and a counselor in addition to many other attributes and personal sacrifices. I admired this strong character since my father was absent for the most part of my childhood. As a child and later in life my mother was not the only person I knew that was strong, confident and possessed all the qualities that my mother did, that other influential person in my life was my grandmother and later in life my wife of course.
The salon was connected to the house, so they lived in their growing up while all the ladies getting their hair done gossiped. She attended Mount Carmel all-girls school in Thibodaux. Along with her two older sisters Beth Maniscalco and Virginia Guidry. Becky got a lot of love and attention being the youngest of the children. Her most memorable teacher in grade school was Mrs. Ackerman because Becky said “she was an absolute grammar and vocabulary Nazi.” Her habits have lived on through Becky who has developed the same tendencies.
My grandmother was married twice, her and my grandfather divorced and she married again, then her second husband passed away. I know that sometimes she feels lonely, but she also feels healthy and happy. She still admires her independence and she’s a huge believer in family and laughter. When I asked my grandmother what were three things that she feared she replied “my family not loving me, my family not caring about me, and my family not understanding me, nothing else matters”. All my life she’s given me nothing but love, care, confidence and respect.