I know that my Mom is a woman of strength, knowledge, wisdom, understanding and love. I am more and more proud to know I am a product of her. If there was ever a woman who is the epitome of it all, it is my Mom. I am told I am so much like my mom and the more I see her in me, the more I know I have a chance of making it and overcoming the many obstacles I keep encountering. I am proud to be like my Mom. If I could go back in time and take back some of the hurtful things done and said when I was younger, I would do so and wipe all memory from her mind. If I could pull the true love and feeling from my sister that I know is there for my Mom, I would pull it out and wrap her in all of its affection. Her hateful and demented thoughts are not a product of her upbringing….. none of that existed in our childhood. If only I could change the fateful day my Brothers life was taken….. He was having the same epiphany that I now find myself having….. that he has the best parent in the world. He told me so. I don’t like affection and I’m not good with sharing so I don’t know how to tell my Mom how I feel and really mean it and have her truly know the depth of my feelings. My Mom is an amazing woman.