Descriptive Essay About My Mother

The person I choose to interview is someone who is very dear to me, my Mother she is a strong woman that has taught me everything that I know now. How to be an independent freshmen in college, making bill payments, knowing how to cook, and even believing in me no matter what. That is why I am proud to call her my mother and to look up to her and strive to do my best to make her proud of me. Dechelle Carman born on September 17, 1968 raised in a small town called Duffy Ohio. Where she grew up with her mother Barbra Beisle, and her father Dawny Beisle. She had gone to grade school at Hannible elementary from kindergarden to eight grade to going to River High School for her freshman and sophomore year, when it came to her junior year she
Along her years of having a job, and having a husband she also have had two kids a boy and a girl. She stayed as a working woman while raising her children, while at work their father would watch them or their grandmother would but no matter who watched them she always can home to put her children down to bed. “That was my favorite part of coming home to see my kids after a long day” she said. Having two kids in school, working full time, and a husband that was always on the road was tough some of the time but some magical way she got threw it and always made it to the next day with no trouble. After her son was in college and daughter in high school, she had decided she wanted to do more. She decided to become a phlebotomist, after work she would drive clear to St. Mary’s to take classes to get certified in it. After six long months of classes and a lot of hard work she had done it. She had passed her
So for four days out of the week she had worked at the shop and on the other three days out of the week she worked at the Hospital. But by this time my father had gotten laid off so it was just her making the bills for a long time while my father looked for a job, so after four years of unemployment he worked side jobs here and there but nothing that lasted too long. After four long years of waiting he had finally got a good job that help you my Mother and all of the family, so for two out of the four years my mother had worked two jobs without a day off. “It was hard but somehow I was able to pull threw for myself and everyone”. After those two year the Hospital had to make some cuts so they were getting rid of most of the part time employees so sadly my mother had been laid off. “It was nice to have the extra money but working everyday was getting hard on me”. So for a year she just went back to working at the shop only four days a week, my father having a job again, both kids working jobs to pay for what they need. Time had gone by so fast,