Mom

Jackie states that mom is hell to live with; she stated that mom has…

“A long, long, long time ago…” well I guess not too long ago (sorry mom!) Anyways think May 16, 1964, in a teeny tiny town your geography teacher even hasn't heard of also known as Brunswick, Nebraska, population 254. My mom was born; population 255. Ann Marie Todd is my mom. Like you, my mom is, well my mom, but also one of my greatest inspirations, and my friend. Five feet and two inches while they sound like the height of your sixth grade sister, but this height makes Ann very approachable…

were a happy family for a couple years until my mom met this guy that was deceiving and acted like someone he wasn't. As time went on we slowly figured out the man he really was. He eventually brought drugs into the house, and my mom unfortunately got curious. As time went on my mom became more and more addicted. Which made me want to leave, until my mom had my little sister. At times it was rough having to cook dinner for my family because my mom was unable to, due to choices she made. I even…

Growing up with my mom was beyond great my mom always made sure I had everything I needed. I was always dressed in name brand clothes and my hair was always done in the cutest styles. She made sure I went to the best schools. She did everything a good mom was supposed to do. Then I got to the ages of 12,13 and 14 that's when things took a turn for the worst. I got to that preteen stage and the typically mother daughter fights started to happen. Two weeks before my eighth grade graduation we got…

want to know more? Lets get started. My mom wanted me to play my fiddle at church on Christmas Eve so I did. She said that it was her Christmas present. So I played my fiddle at church. I played Amazing Grace and Silent night for my mom she loved it. That day Church was let out early cause of a Christmas Eve play. Well, do you want to know what it was like? Well,OK. It was kinda scary because everybody was looking at me and it made me nervous. My moms friend Sue Curl set up days for me to go…

My mom was only six years old when she first traveled from Mexico to The United States. Her Mom had came 2 years before to start a life for her at the time, 4 kids. My mom was the middle child and had to step up when my grandma was at work and her two older siblings were at school and work. During High School, my mom started working at The Radisson and proceeded to work there until she got pregnant with my little sister. At 20, my mom attended a barbecue where she met the Father of her first…

wind was blowing and the clouds were starting to become darker and heavier, we knew a storm was coming. It was a typical summer thunderstorm, so nothing was out of the ordinary. My dad was driving my brother, Justin, and I to the dentist because my mom was at work and we could see the clouds becoming lower and lower. It was only a matter of minutes before it down poured. We made it to the dentist and we were the only one’s there, we were the last patients of the day. Everything was smooth…

the nurse that my mom was moving and raised her hand the doctor came to her room looking very surprised and told us that she needs to have some of her skull removed to relieve pressure on her brain. It was really good news because I later found out that the doctors told my step dad and grandma that there wasn’t much chance for her to wake up and there was little much they could do because she had little brain activity. After the doctor left we said our good byes and kissed our mom goodbye since…

The American Dream means that with hard work and a little luck we can be anything we wanted to. Amy Tan, the author of “Two Kinds”, seems to say that although Jing-Mei’s mom can be bossy, she probably does this to help her daughter succeed. In this short story, “Two Kinds”, the main character, Jing-Mei Woo, also known as June, is forced by her mother, Mrs. Woo on learning how to play the piano and be the ultimate best. Mrs.Woo doesn’t really give Jing-Mei a choice, she wants to be able to brag…

Many of you may not know that we affectionately and sometimes teasingly, called Mom “Bubbles.” In fact, she would usually sign her cards to us with Love from Dad and Bubbles. While it is true that Mom was not normally vivacious and outgoing, in her own way she was always quietly effervescent. Never the center of attention, but always the one behind the scenes making sure that everything and everyone was taken care of. Mom was truly a woman ahead of her time. Had she been born decades later…