My mom is a bit eccentric. After my parents divorced when I was 9 we moved into a much smaller house in the rougher part of Menifee. She poured herself into turning our tiny 2 bedroom house with a large overgrown backyard into a home. My mom taught me that what makes a house a home or really what makes anything worthwhile is hard work, creativity, and passion.
Our backyard turned from a bunch of weeds, glass, gravel, and an abandoned washing machine into a whimsical wonderland full of fun cement creatures and creations. I always felt proud of our house. It was not the biggest, or the best, but we (my mom and I) made it our own. I am not afraid to try new things directly because of my mom and the freedom she gave me. When I was 16 and wanted to redo my room she let me do whatever I wanted, including learning how to cut and install tile.
When I was 11 and missed having a pool, my mom found a used above ground pool. She bought the supplies and the pump, but I had to level the ground. I learned how to use a line a water to level and the amount of work I did to install and maintain our small above ground pool made me feel even more accomplished.
I am so grateful that my mom lives close by, and even though she is not in the best of health (she is 71 and smokes about 2 packs a day) I am able to spend time with her at least once a week.
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Our backyard turned from a bunch of weeds, glass, gravel, and an abandoned washing machine into a whimsical wonderland full of fun cement creatures and creations. I always felt proud of our house. It was not the biggest, or the best, but we (my mom and I) made it our own. I am not afraid to try new things directly because of my mom and the freedom she gave me. When I was 16 and wanted to redo my room she let me do whatever I wanted, including learning how to cut and install tile.
When I was 11 and missed having a pool, my mom found a used above ground pool. She bought the supplies and the pump, but I had to level the ground. I learned how to use a line a water to level and the amount of work I did to install and maintain our small above ground pool made me feel even more accomplished.
I am so grateful that my mom lives close by, and even though she is not in the best of health (she is 71 and smokes about 2 packs a day) I am able to spend time with her at least once a week.
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