My mother what would I be without her she is my back bone. She is my best friend I am comfortable enough to tell her anything I have questions or concerns on. She is more than just my mother she is also my father since growing up in a single parent home she took upon double responsibility. Whenever I need and needed her she was always there from school play a day with a cold anything you name it my mom was there.
Most people say huh I have to go visit my grandma but my reaction is ‘Yay a day with my grandma”. She is my second mother she helped raise me while my mom worked and went to school. She gives me advice in life and helps guide me to the right direction. She is open to any questions I have she helped mold me into the values I bring upon myself. Love her to death she is my mother too not my grandma.
My grandpa and as I call him my “Apa”, he’s the male figure I didn’t have growing up. He presets me as his daughter and calls me his daughter and for that I am grateful. I admire how he includes me in everything and gives me the best advice a father can give.