My Mother. My mother is one of the most enduring women that I know. She has endured being ill on and off for most of my life. She has been a diabetic for over twenty years and in the last few years, she had developed complications that are associated with her being a diabetic. Through it all, she has been a person who does not let anything get her down. I admire her so much for not letting her illness get her down.

My mother is one tough cookie, too. She may have her illnesses to contend with, but she is one strong lady. She is the person that I look up to and wish that I was like her. I am her only child, due mainly that she could not have any other children. She had problems with me and about five years after I was born, she developed diabetes. I consider my mother my best friend and I admire her so much for what she has gone through over the years.

Most of the members of my father's side of the family thought it was weird that we had a close relationship. Some said I was tied to her apron strings. We disagreed on that issue. We both liked doing the same things and we usually ended up doing the same things together. Where she was, I usually was with her. When she would get sick, I would usually empathize with her pain and get sick myself. She is such a strong woman that has endured much over the years.

As I said, she has diabetes and some complications over the years. She developed heart problems and a myriad of other problems over the years. She is now enduring lung problems and has to be in oxygen twenty-four hours a day. She doesn't have the stamina that she used to have, but she does the best that she can. She sometimes gets frustrated with her body, but when I call her, it usually helps her keep her spirits up. It also helps me to know that I can help her when she needs it the most.

I know that if it was me with all the problems, I would not cope or endure it like she has. I know I would try to do my best to endure it all, but I am not like my mother. Sometimes I wish I was like her. She may have her problems, but she has had such a way to look at life. She has this way of looking at things that I never understand. She accepts her situation and has this serene look about life. At least that is the way that I view it. She does have her complaints about her pain and problems, but she does not let it get her down too much.

My mother is an amazing woman. I am glad that she is my mother and that I am her daughter. I have learned a lot over the years from her and her endurance. I am thirty seven years old but I still want and need my mother. I do not live near her but many states away, but if she wanted me, I would be there for her. I love my mother and she is an amazing woman.

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