Mom

My mom is my hero. There are many people who inspire me but my mom seems to have all the qualities of all those people wrapped into one.

I was born into a middle class family. My dad and mom worked six days a week close to ten hours every day. My mom woke up at 5am every morning to make breakfast for my dad before he left for work.

Then my brother and I would wake up and cry that we needed a different breakfast than what my mom had made for our dad. So she would cook our breakfast and then pack our lunches for us to take for school. Once we left she did the laundry, cleaned the house, did the dishes, etc.. Then she would go to work.

Just to get to work she had to walk two miles to the bus station and then take the bus for an hour. We would come back from school and wait for my mom to get home. She would get home around seven in the evening. I would usually start to whine for dinner, and after a quick fifteen minute rest she would cook dinner for us. After that she would be exhausted and fall sleep just before 10 pm.

The sad part is that I never realized how hard and long my mom worked for us. I took her for granted. She has been doing this same routine for more than 20 years, even on the days she was sick. She rarely ate dinner with us because she would wait until we ate to make sure we had enough. One day I packed my bags and I left to USA for my studies. Now I cook on my own and do my own chores it's hard. Now I realize how hard it was for my mom.

I have always loved her, but now I respect her for all that she has done for me. She hardly complained about our total lack of appreciation. My mom never quit on us...she worked hard and saved money for our college.

My mom is my hero and I will always love her. It has been three years since I last saw her and I cannot wait to get back to her. Thank you mom, for everything. Now it's time for you to take some rest and let me take care of you.

Submitted by Anonymous

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