While growing up, i was living with my mom and two sisters in the hawthorne apartments. i would walk to school everyday and afterwards i would walk back home. One of those afternoon walks home had proven to be a day i couldn't forget. We had been kicked out of the apartments because my mom's friend had been caught with drugs, no one in the house knew he had them, my sisters were too young to even know what drugs were and my mom had just came home from work. They had made my mom go to rehab because of the incident. My grandparents had allowed me to move in with them but i was only seven at the time, and my sisters had to move in with my mothers friend. i would remember writing to mom all the time and every now and then i would get a letter back, she would…show more content… there was a certain times you had to be back in the afternoon if you left and the food was different as well. i couldn't wait til mom was back with us at home. But then the day came and mom was allowed to come home. i could finally see my mother after all the time she wasn't living in the house. we did not get along all the time and that was mainly because i hadn't got use to her being around…show more content… one thing i wouldn't ever forget from my childhood was how much my mom wanted to provide for us and get us kids things we wanted. i wasn't always appreciative for the things i had or was given but i will always appreciate the love my mother had for us kids. My dad was never around and still isn't. i'll never forget how hard my mother tried to play both roles to get us where we needed to be . Being a single mom of two teenagers and a child isn't as easy as people would think. Her ability to never give up or give up on us when we weren't the best will always be something i
