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The Gift of My Mother


             My mother mean so much to me and I wouldn't know what to do without her, my mother raised me and she took care of me throughout my whole life. I would do anything for my mother. As people have seen on the screen of my phone almost every single day, I have her picture as my background photo. My mother is one of the most generous and helpful person I have ever been able to have a conversation with. My mother always wants what's best for me, she give me good advice all the time. Not only will she drop everything in her hands for her loved ones but also for basically anyone that .
             My mother retired about 4 years ago from being a school counselor for about 30 years. She was a counselor at a middle school named Jursted middle school. Within those years that's she worked at Jursted, the amount of faces she had made smile is literally unimaginable. She helped and cared for so many of the students as well as the staff. All friends, fellow students, and staff members would always have the best things to say about her, about how nice she is, how helpful she is, and also about how caring she is. It made me so proud to be her son.
             When my mother retired, her best friend's mother was dying of cancer slowly. My mother best friends' mother had lung cancer. Out of the kindness of my mothers' heart, she went to the hospital almost every single day to visit her friend's mother. My mother use to light a candle and pray for her. My mother would also go to the hospital with plenty of gifts for her best friend's mother. My mother did that for about seven months. Of course her best friends' mother did pass away, but the thought of my mother doing that was something that really showed me how kind she was. .
             One night I will always remember; after a fun night of hanging out with some of my friends but waking up to being in a hospital bed and seeing my mom's face. I had gotten into a very severe DUI accident. The person that was driving the car that me and my friends were in was really drunk so he ended up crashing the car into a tree, and I was basically informed at the hospital by the police officer.


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