Personal Narrative: My Personal Hero
My Personal Hero
Over the summer, I moved into a new house with my mom and brother. This will be approximately the twelfth time I have moved houses in my lifetime. The twelfth time I have packed up my life and relocated. The twelfth time I have seen my mother prevail through trying times.
My parents divorced when I was four. I can recall the separation well. My mom had to start over with my younger brother and me at her side, a single mother with two very young children. She has always strived to do the best thing by us. Even if that meant she had to sacrifice some royalties herself. One example being that she has always wanted to move away. She has no real reason to stay in this area other than my brother and me. She stays so that we don’t
Over the summer, I moved into a new house with my mom and brother. This will be approximately the twelfth time I have moved houses in my lifetime. The twelfth time I have packed up my life and relocated. The twelfth time I have seen my mother prevail through trying times.
My parents divorced when I was four. I can recall the separation well. My mom had to start over with my younger brother and me at her side, a single mother with two very young children. She has always strived to do the best thing by us. Even if that meant she had to sacrifice some royalties herself. One example being that she has always wanted to move away. She has no real reason to stay in this area other than my brother and me. She stays so that we don’t