The Person Who Raised Me

The person who raised me would have to be, Cindy Bierle, my mother. My mother was the one I was always and still am afraid to disappoint. This pushes me to always work harder. I wanted her to be proud of me so I excelled in high school and participated in all activities I could. I still push myself in college by participating in organizations and getting recognized for my work in internships every year. I want to have all the tools to get a job she will approve of, and that I will like of course. I believe my mother had that intuition that all mother’s have when one of there children is hurting or in need. She knew when I needed a “sick” day and knew when I needed to be pushed. More importantly she knew when I had had enough and when I could give more. She was not a very easy person to talk to but could drag my problems out of me. My mom knew things about me but was slow to open up. I learned to begin to read people. My mother taught me to take problems as they come to me and not run from them. I will never forget the long nights she sat with me to get my homework finished or that she learned my pre-calc problems so that she could then teach me. She never gave up on me, or my brother. She taught me to teach others through this method because while I had problems with math, I excelled at reading, but my brother was the opposite. I became his tutor at home. My mother held my family together and taught me that you have to put your brother before yourself sometimes. She is a people pleaser and therefore I am not a people pleaser. I like to keep people happy instead of having fights. This lesson worked so well on me that whenever I have to take personality quizzes for class I get categorized in harmonizer. My mom stuck up for me. In middle school I was teased by “the popular” girls and one day I refused to go to school. Instead of letting me hide my mom took me to school and talked to the teachers and instantly the girls backed off. My mom was my hero that day and showed that sticking up to them instead of hiding got things accomplished, and got me back to school.