MY MENTOR

This is the kind of picture you post, when your mom does not want to give you any other pictures; the day she brings you into the world, 25 almost 26 years ago. As you can tell, that’s little me on her arm. Oh how I love my mother. She has done so much for me, the rest of the kids, and she did it on her own. My parents divorced when I was three. My mom lost my brother, Seth, in a house fire, one lived with my dad, and the rest she raised. This is one remarkable woman. She worked hard her whole life to give us kids everything we ever wanted. I remember on Christmas day, the living room would be filled with presents. She bought us new clothes for school, I remember setting them on the couch the night before school started. She never gave up. She may have been a single mom with seven kids, but she made it work. I can’t imagine the struggles she must have faced spiritually and mentally, but she kept fighting. She loved us children more than she loved herself. She still does! She has shown me what it’s like to work hard. I go through life, working hard, and not giving up, because I know if she can do it with seven kids, I should be able to do it on my own.