In the year 1996, on November 8th, a Friday at 10:58 pm, My mother Karuna Pradhan gave birth to me. But the story of my birth does not start there. You see, my parents were refugees who had fled conflict in their homeland of Bhutan. Since 1991, they had been living in a refugee camp in Nepal, that was overly populated ad grossly …show more content…
It would be two weeks before I could go home and my mother remained sick for months after the pregnancy and birth. I never knew any of these details before interviewing my Mother for this essay. I feel great pride in my mother and her ability to endure, but also a great sadness for having put her through such a difficult time. This experience has given me a much greater appreciation of woman and the sacrifices they make for the sake of bring their child a life. It has also made me realize that this world does not fully appreciate the duties and the value of woman to society. They are truly heroines of