My greatest hero is my mom. She fought hard to keep me when I was born. She struggled to bring up me, and my sister and brother. She raised us on her own. She worked several jobs(usually more than one at a time). She also went to university to gain an education in a field that would provide better for us and give her more time to spend with us every day. I have to admit she did a great job raising us alone. We all turned out to be caring adults with good values. She did all this while having major health problems. After a life of pain and doctors she passed away on September 11, 2003 at the age of 52. I miss her every day. I miss her stories, her laughter, her wisdom, and her joy. I love you mom. I still think of you and I always will.
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