This doesn’t really need a title.

Every time I feel down and out, the only person I would think of is my mother; she was once 29, and went through a lot more than I did and had bigger problems than me.

So what exactly is my excuse?

That gives me the mental strength to press on and do my best.

As I transition into adulthood, I’m learning a lot more about determination, courage and strength from my mother than anyone else. Who would have thought?

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