Personal Narrative: She's A Mom Changed My Life

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She’s a mom, yet also a #1 fan. Always running around all day, busier than a busy bee. Even though she has a great deal of work, somehow she can always find time to relax, listening to music that leaks out of our grand piano. She hasn't missed not one piano recital or competition that I have been to, always clapping and cheering for me at the end of the performance. For every competition I’ve been to, she’s always there in the beginning, telling me that it’s okay if I don’t win or get a prize. She’s always cheering me on and telling me to never give up, by doing this, she has created enough courage and strength inside me to allow me to overcome the difficulties and obstacles that a person has to go through during life. I can’t see how I could

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