Telling my parents was one of the hardest things I’ve ever had to do. With my stomach in knots, …show more content…
August 16, 2012 I had my third and final son Chad. For some reason the school did not receive my FMLA papers and dropped me from the classes. I then became a stay at home mommy of three amazing boys. I wanted to go back but decided to wait for a better time and attend Missouri Western. Once Chad turned a year old I went back to work. I worked at a gas station for most of the time. I had also went back to work at BMS, the repackaging warehouse. I started to spend a lot of time talking to my mother about going back to school. I know I wanted a better future for my children as well as myself. My mother looked at me one day and said “Mary it’s never too late to go back to school and earn a degree. I know that you can do it. Look at what you have already been through.” That statement sent a sense of pride and warmth through my body. After all that I have done and been through, my mother was proud of me. On March 15, 2014, I lost my mother due to a tragic car accident. When this had happened, I reevaluated my life. I knew that I wanted to make changes, I wanted a career. My mother inspired me the most to go back to school. I began to figure out what I wanted to major in. when I figured out what that was, a year had passed since I lost my mother and I decided to begin