My Hero

My Hero is my mom. I love and admire that women. She has been through a lot and  she is still standing strong to this day. As a child she had a rough childhood in Mexico. My grandma was a very old school mom and was very strict. My mom told me that my grandma was always drunk and she would hit them really bad and didnt really give them love. My mom had to take care of her younger siblings and always struggled with them. They were poor and sometimes she would have to go barefooted to school and never had anything to wear. She would walk around hungry and worrying about things a twelve year shouldnt even be thinking about. My grandma always tended to push away people that gave love and care to my mom and people she really cared a bout; such as friends and boyfriends. When my mom was eighteen she decided she wanted to come to the U.S. so she had to cross the border. She came with my uncle but got caught by migration so had to go back. Later on she attempted again and she made it by herself. When she was twentyfour met my dad and got pregnant by accident. My dad did not want a child so he told my mom to get an abortion. My mom refused to get an abortion so he left her when she was pregnant. I am so happy my mom did not get the abortion and chose me over my dad. She went through the pregnancy olone and managed to raise me by herself until this day. Than she met my brothers dad and the same thing happened, she got pregnant and he left her. Than it happened again with my sisters dad. For twelve years my mom raised us by herself with out a man by her side. We always had somewhere to live and never went without food. My mom is the greatest women I know and she is a brave women. I LOVE HER AND ADMIRE HER! :)