Hi, today i going to talk about my mom.
Her name is Paola, and i think she is the most important person in my life, she helped me when my father abandoned us when i was 2 years old (yes, i havent seen him since i was 2 years old, he is nothing to me now), but i never need nothing of him because my mom made sure we never lacked anything and i always be gratefull with she for this. My mom was always my ispiration for how i want to be and the person i want to become.
She work like public administrator in the airport since she was 19 years old (at my age she was start to work), and in the nights she take cares of my grandparents, so i live in the same house but i see her for the dinner, because she arrives tired and i do homework to the university.
My mom is cute, happy, she have so much patience, generous, fun, etc.
When i was 4-13 years old i really selfish with she, because when she arrives with a boyfriend i dont like it beacuse i was afraid that i would get attached to him and that he would do to me the same thing that my father did to me, but when i grow up i understand if my mom is happy im happy, and dont worry about what could happen.