Narrative Essay- Role Model Mom

Nobody really understood. They didn't understand what they were talking about when they told me my mom was "perfect". Sure she was beautiful, intelligent, successful, and rich as well. But, everyone always seems to forget about the past. The scars. It didn't show on her surface, but my mom had at least one hidden scar that she now covered up. And, because she covered it up, nobody knew about it, and she became the "role …

…that a neighbour brought over for us. The only thing I really was thankful for that day, was my kids." When she said that, two impressing words sprang into my mind. I couldn't help but say it, right there and then, "You're my Role Model". She didn't need to be the smartest, richest, or prettiest. She was amazing simply because she took the time to do the most important job of all. Love her children.