Personal Narrative: How My Mom Changed My Life

Without my mother, I would not exist on this earth. My feet would have never graced the ground, making prints into snow and soil and everything in between. My eyes would have never caught the reflection of a cloud being whisked away by the wind. My ears would have never been tickled by the sweet melody of tree branches rustling in a breeze. My mother gave me the opportunity to live, and throughout my seventeen years of existence, she has taught me an infinite amount of lessons. My mother originated from a home with an alcoholic mother and a revolving door of boyfriends, none of which ever stayed around for very long. She was the youngest of five siblings, and misfortune seemed to be her family's middle name. They migrated from trailer to trailer, …show more content…
Her childhood faded away. She attended a year of technical college, but starting a family eventually overruled that life path. My mother gave birth to two children, and claimed a perfect nuclear family up until six years ago, when she and my father divorced. Being a single mom was a daunting task for her, but she was ready to take it on. She made the life-changing decision to attend school as an adult, while also raising two growing teenagers. In the same year, she followed her wanderlust to Rio de Janeiro. That trip changed her life- and mine- forever. My mother returned a new person. She said that something in her heart had opened up- something that craved adventure and experience. Hearing about these emotions made me restless for an experience of my own. I began to contemplate all of the possibilities that the world contained. My mother fed my curiosity, sharing stories and researching destinations that we both hoped to visit one day. Not once did she ever discourage me from following my inner compass. With her, I never felt stifled or pressured to stay in my small