This week has been a terrible week for me, where almost every day I have encountered some sort of frustration or sadness. This week, my mom had an experience where she had to go to the hospital because she was super sick. Of course, this caused me to think about what life would be like without her because most of the people I know who have gone to the hospital have ended up dying in the hospital, so hospitals and I don't get along very well. During this time, I realized how very important my mom was to me and how much of a part of my life she is.

I have always been very close to my mom since I was a little child. I was the youngest out of 4 kids, and all of my siblings were at least 10 years older than me, so naturally I got most of the attention. I went everywhere with my mom and even though she wasn't one of those helicopter moms I always felt loved being around her. She taught me to love books and technology and taught me how to speak Spanish at a young age.

My mom has always been there to instill confidence but still be completely honest with me. Honestly, I owe much of my success to her because she taught me how to be hardworking while still remaining humble. She also taught me that circumstances don't define how we have to live our lives. It doesn't matter if you were born poor or rich, male or female if you have a goal and you work towards it, you can achieve anything in life. The only thing is that it has to be attainable, though, she knew that I would never be a professional athlete because my athletic ability isn't the greatest.

In my mind, my mom is a superhero. She had to deal with a lot of really tough things in life, but instead of laying around moping about how horrible her life was, she just kept going. If not for her perseverance and courage my family would not be as comfortable as it is today. She is always sacrificing herself for the well-being of her friends and family and I hope that I can also show that much love to my friends and family.

I will always be eternally grateful that I was given my mom in this life to guide and shape me into what I am today. I know that she was meant to be my mom because nobody else could deal with as much saltiness and sassiness as her and still love me. She taught me to be strong and to never let anybody beat me down because she would always love me no matter what, and even when she does leave, (hopefully no time soon), I hope to remember the lessons and laughs that we had all throughout my life and hers.