Last Saturday was my mom’s birthday and I’ll be honest with you I’m a huge mommas boy. You see I’m an only child and for as long as I can remember it just been my mom and I taking on every challenge that life threw at us.
She has accomplished a lot of things just during my lifetime, let alone here. She is my rock, my inspiration when I’m down, and she always knows just what to say (as all mothers should). We both born in Kenya, a country in East Africa. Back in the day my mom was quite the athlete and she was a beast on the track, she ran the 400 & 800 meters in high school. She then went to college and became a nurse. (She had me along the way but most of that information is classified.) My mom was trailblazer in outr family, she was the first person to go to college, the first to graduate from college and just to top it all of she got her Ph.D just over a year ago.
Sure I could tell you about all of her accomplishments but you wanna know why she is so important to me? Back when we used to in Iowa (Oh oh Midwest Shout Out!), my mom worked three jobs, found a way to put me through school, while she was also going to school to receive her masters degree, and she still was there for me when I needed like when I was in accident in the 4th grade and my bike was destroyed (I know it sounds bad, but actually it’s a funny story, but that’s for another time.) If she was able to do all that, I have no excuse. I’m going to do everything in my power to be there for her. Happy Birthday Mom, I can’t wait to see you again.