In 1988, my family was at the park when my dad passed out. My mom, being a nurse, tried giving him C.P.R but to no avail. He died at the age of 35, making my mom widow raising 3 kids on her own.
From then on, she would work the night shift because it paid more. She made sure we didn’t do without. As kids, we were all in different activities such as karate, baseball and piano. She took us to and from practice and competitions but always instilled the importance of an education and she made darn sure that we attended church.
We made our mother proud by making the honor roll and going off to college and earning post-graduate degrees: my younger brother is a Music Teacher; my older brother works for the Army Corps of Engineers; and I am a school counselor currently pursuing my Ph.D.
In her spare time, she visits sick people at home and in the hospital and she loves to bake – her specialty is red velvet cake – and she donates them for cakewalks and charity events. I am trying to encourage her to open a bake shop.
In the last four years my mother returned to school to earn her Master's Degree in nursing and now, for the past seven years, she has worked at the veterans hospital.
However, every time I see her, she is always wearing those scrubs – they’re cute with different colors and patterns but i think she could use an update her personal wardrobe.
She is our hero! Our mother deserves this award!