My mom is my best friend. Ever since I was born, it’s been just me and my mother against the world. However, she may have been married twice, but in the end it was just us.

Ever since the moment I was born, she defended me. I was born with hip dysplasia, and right out of the gate I needed a hip brace. One nurse rolled me out in a bassinet to another part of the building to get the brace put on. However, this person started running with me in the bassinet, and both my mother and grandmother chased this man down and gave them a piece of their minds. When I was in pre-school I had a babysitter abuse me, and the second I told my mom, she got on the phone with someone who had the same caregiver, and asked if the same thing happened to them as well. The mother called her back and said her child said the same thing happened to them; that babysitter could not have been fired faster.

As I got older, she continued defending me. It got bad in middle school as well as high school. I was bullied severely; my mother home-schooled me for many years. As time went on, and I became a teenager with raging hormones in high school, we may have had some disagreements, but she was still the shoulder I cried on. She was always my getaway car.

And as college went on, we grew much closer. I pulled my head out of my ass. She became the person I told everything to. As well as being away at college, if I was ever hurting or simply I just wanted to see my mommy, I knew I could always come home. However, my mom and I have polar opposite personalities. My mother is the more trusting and less sarcastic type.

My mother may have always been my support in my personal, academic or work life; I believe I have supported hers as well. My mother is a real estate agent, meaning she doesn’t make a whole heck of a lot of money. I have seen my mom go through some of the hardest things. And she also has shared with me some of her life experiences at my age, which has helped us relate as well as understand each other much better. My mother’s struggles have shown me what I should copy as well as shouldn’t.

All in all, my mom has been a big reason why I am the person I am today. I love my mom, and she is my strength. I wouldn’t be anywhere without her. I’m pretty sure it will be me and my mom against the world for the rest of our lives, and I wouldn’t have it any other way.