Strength, a Continuing Cycle.I am one of the lucky ones. I have, what I like to call, a very 'liberal' mother. Any topic, going from sex to drugs, she'll answer it. I love her so dearly, for she is such a wonderful person to be around. But I used to just see her as a woman who cares for me, loves me, and is always there for me. But it wasn't until recently that I saw how strong my mother actually is. See, my mother had a very rough past. She was physically and mentally abused by her mother AND her grandmother. She was always made fun of at school because she didn't speak english. Lets just say she didn't exactly have the easiest childhood. You can read it anywhere, that most people who are abused as a child or a teenager do it to their own children, and the cycle continues. But not once has she ever laid a finger on me. I admire her for that. She is strong, to have accepted her past and moved on with the future. We so often spend our time glancing behind us, that we forget to look ahead and we fall. My mother, my role model. No, she is not the smartest woman in the world, nor the most accomplished. But she overcame something most people live with and suffer with their whole lives. And that, in my eyes, is an accomplishment. And I know I will never hurt my children, but give them nothing but my love and understanding, and let them find own strength and that, that's the cycle to continue.
kaykers 16-17, F 2 Responses 6 Aug 19, 2007