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Teen Ink Magazine, May 2003: Focus: Mothers
You're supposed to be the one
Who wipes away my
tears ...
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I started to think -
a mom. What a job. They don't even get minimum wage, yet their job is possibly
the most challenging of all.
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My mom and I have absolutely nothing in common. Nothing.
People always say that becoming like your parents is unavoidable, but I am
positive this will never happen to me.
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She was everything anyone could ask for. She was
beautiful, radiant, smart and wise. She was also a teacher, caregiver,
philosopher, mathematician and chef, just to name a few of her roles.
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"Girls," she said. She always called us that when we were
together. "I have cancer."
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I have seen my mother change from year to year but, in
many ways, she stays the same.
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Chasing away the green monster
With large paws from my
closets,
Teaching me to read
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For a full year I have been recalling moments like these when I took
for granted my mother's helping hand,
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It wasn't the first wallet that had decided to take a stroll on its
own, either.
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