If I were to describe my mom, I would probably say she is the best. And I wish I could give you a better description but that’s really all there is to it. She’s the best hugger, the best cuddler, the best chef, and the best inspiration. She has the best smile, the best laugh, and the best advice.
She told me that sexy is not what you wear, it’s how you wear it. She told me God will never give us more than we can handle and that this too shall pass. She told me girls are vicious and agreed with me when I said self-centered Jewish boys are much easier to find than the nice ones. She told me not to worry too much about my weight in college and it’s okay if I end up not working in the field of my major.
If I turn into half the woman my mother is I’ll consider myself lucky.
When my brother Mike wanted to be a soccer player, my mom became the mini van driving soccer mom sitting on the sideline of every single game in rain or shine…snow or heat wave. When my brother Scott found a passion for music, she became the cool mom who tolerated the amps hooked up in his room and the short-lived band that practiced in our garage. When I decided I wanted to be a “triple threat actress,” she signed me up for dance classes, vocal lessons, and became the stage mom who dropped everything in her schedule to drive me into the city for auditions.
Those times in high school when the girls were vicious as she had warned and my heart was broken, my mom gave me space- a thing every high schooler could always use more of. Sometimes she would come to my room with some tea and a homemade cookie and ask if I wanted to talk. If I did, she would sit with me until I felt better. If I didn’t, she would walk away closing the door behind her. Perhaps I didn’t say it much then so I will say it now – Thanks, Mom.
When I broke both my legs in a snowboarding accident three years ago, my mom became an advocate for handicap accessibility at every restaurant, public bathroom, dressing room, and store we went to. She sat with me at 3 in the morning when the painkillers gave me insomnia and still got up for work in the morning.
My mom became a hero when she turned the family business around. She had spent over a decade working as a certified personal trainer. She had all her clients in the morning and then spent the afternoons going for runs on the boardwalk, reading books, and cooking gourmet dinners. But when my dad came to her one day saying that the interior design business that had been in our family for over 85 years was coming to an end, my mom dropped her sublime afternoon routine and turned the entire business around. For the next year, my mom continued to see clients in the morning, while cleaning up the showroom, organizing their finances, and becoming a self-taught interior designer in the afternoons.
She has since stopped working as a personal trainer and is now working as the store’s only decorator and book keeper and has heroically brought in enough work to not only pull the family business out of debt but even start making a profit again.
Throughout my 20 years on this earth, I’ve seen my mom transform herself into whomever our family needed her to be, always with the biggest smile on her face and it has only been in recent years that I discovered a new quality of my mom- a friend. And yes, like all other things about her, she is the best at it.
My mother is without doubt the most important person in my life and the most complete individual I know.
She is very beautiful and has the kindest eyes that I have ever seen. She not only worked hard to ensure that I had a good upbringing, but was also very strict and often punished me whenever I went wrong. Even though I did not like the punishment then, I now look back and realize that it was meant to lovingly correct me and help me to follow the right path when growing up.
My siblings and I have always taken pride in the appearance of our mother, especially her lovely long hair. I remember whenever my mother came to visit us at school, other pupils would urge us to ask our mother to remove the pins from her hair so they could see the long well-kept hair. Even though I have seen very many beautiful people, very few ladies match the beauty of my mother.
One of the reasons I and my siblings were especially fond of my mother is the way she used to take great care of us, especially when we were ill. She is a very knowledgeable lady who made a variety of home remedies to help take care of the minor illnesses that we had as children. Her motherly love also extended to the animals in the farm, especially the chickens. My mother would always check on the chickens and give them medicine whenever she determined that they had some ailment.
My siblings and I did not like to see our mother sad and would do just about anything to bring a smile to her face. Interestingly, even when she was very worried or sad about something, she would always smile to make us stop worrying about her. My mother not only loved those around her, but was also compassionate. We often observed her compassion towards our neighbors, especially when a new neighbor moved in or when one of the neighbors was going through a hard time. My mother would sacrifice her time to go to a needy neighbor with a hot bowl of a soup that would instantly make the neighbor feel appreciated.
My mother was a good cook who always left us looking forward to the next meal. She knew how to mix the right ingredients to end up with a meal that often left us licking our fingers. Just the memory of the foods that my mother prepared for us makes me salivate to this present day.
There are five people in my family: My grandmother, my parents, my younger sister and me. All members love together and I love them so much. My younger sister is younger than me one year old, but she looks older and mature than me. For me, she is an important person, she always stays besides me to protect me from bullies. Everyone comments her to be lovable, sympathetic and friendly person.
She is tall, corpulent, healthy and she often likes short hair. Sometimes people say that she looks like a boy, because she is strong, powerful and certain. I like characteristics, I always admire her and want to be trong like her. Her determination is very high, she is resolved to attain her objective planned.
Besides, she is also a thoughtful person. She gives thoughtful care to everybody, so she is usually loved everywhere. People say that Psychology Department she studied is suit to her characteristic, she will be a wonderful psychologists. Moreover, she always helps anyone, she is willing to help everyone without thanks.
From studying at primary school to high-school, we were at the same class. When I had any difficult exersices, she was patient to explain for me until I undertood. Sometimes, at class anyone bullied me, she took sides with me. When we went to university, we studied at 2 different universities, we chose 2 different departments, however, she always helps me whenever I need her. Now she is working in Ho Chi Minh city, but we still keep contact with each other, we sometimes call together to tell everything or give some advive for each other.
To me, she is not only a well-behaved younger sister but also a good first friend. In spite of staying far away from each other, we still keep our relationship strong and good.
