Why Is Failure Important To My Mom

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Failure is the lack of success. Also known as my biggest fear. Failure has taught everyone at one point some kind of important lesson. The lessons can be to never give up, never look back, and to never procrastinate. I tried to think of a specific failure I have done, but I couldn’t of one. Until I realized I could use my mother's failure on being a good parent, and how it affected me. Her failure has taught me to be a better person, to listen to others, and what not to do when I become a mother. Failure has taught me personally that even though it was not my failure, that hers and others could impact my life. This made me realize that I don’t want my failure to impact others lives. I want to impact lives meaningfully and not make them worse. …show more content…
She is my sisters mom. She didn't want me, and has even stated the fact to others. Her failure to provide a safe and loving home has taught me to treat my family and future family with all the love and care I have learned and am still learning. I went to my mothers a few times in my life. Not one time that I can remember has joy, happiness, love, or safety in it. Mother loved and still loves my sister more, than me and my brother. I don’t want to end up treating my kids like my mom has treated me. I have learn to treat everyone fairly and to love like Christ first loved me. My children are not going to grow up only staying with my 7 Summers of there whole life. They will all be treated the same, no one of them will be better than the other. A child should not have to compete to be

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