Mamí

Doing community service, mandatory in my great almighty high school, with some really good friends, (if you know me well) you know for a fact, I suck at getting focused, but once I do, I finish things rather quickly. We (the three of us Cassi, Edwin, and I) just went through folding and organizing 6000 pamphlets in about two and a half hours. The cycle that we went in: Edwin and Cassi would fold, and I would organize the pamphlets into boxes. Once we were done, Cassi laughed out, “We get our hard work from at least one of our parents.” I thought about what she said, and I realized that I get my hard work and determination from my mom.

She works two jobs 5 days out the week from 3 a.m. – 10:30 p.m., with no breaks in between (like no time to get a nap or to sit down). On weekends it’s 3a.m. to 1 p.m. She never leaves a job half done, nor does she let me leave things half done. She had been through breast cancer, cervical cancer, gull bladder stones, and a stroke. She’s been through many surgeries, but she always finds the strength to get up and chill with my bro and I. After a few days of every surgery, she then finds the energy to cook breakfast for us.

I’m sorry if you’re not religious but, Gracias A mi Diosito Lindo En Este Cielo Azul Clarito, that she has been fine recently. Though she works two jobs, we’re slowly getting by; I’ve never been used to more than just barely getting by. So when my mom tells me she wants to get me something, for me, it feels like she actually got it, cuz I know I truly earned it. I wouldn’t be the same person if I didn’t have my mom; she’s the reason I want to do well in life, so I can pay her back in anyway I can.
*If you're asking yourself why I don't get a job now and help out. I want to, but she wont let me, no matter what she wont let me (sigh)*
          I’m grateful for my mother Raquel, The reason I am who I am.