My Mother

My mother has always supported me on whatever path I decided to follow. When I was a toddler I would stay up at night to wait for her to come home from work, when I was 10 she held my hand as we walked down the cobblestone streets in Paris, and when I was 13 she helped me enter the Miss Teen BC World pageant. My mother is a beautiful, intelligent, strong willed woman and I aspire to be like her one day. She works extremely hard to make sure my life is filled with blissful memories and opportunities and I wish she knew how grateful I am for everything she does for me. My mother and I are alike in many ways, we love nickel back, worship songs, going to the beach, traveling, and cats. I wouldn’t change my mother for anything. She’s an absolutely amazing role model and I plan to raise my kids the exactly the way she raised me. My mother has always told me to try new things and believe in myself, there are times when I get mad at her but when I reflect on those fights she was just doing what was best for me. She’s taught me to be strong and never give up, she’s made me into the woman I am and I couldn’t ask for more.

My Father

My father has been my number one fan since day one. He stayed home when I was growing up and taught me how to be a good person. My father stands 6’4 so I’ve always looked up to him, literally. I think I have always been a bit of a daddy’s girl. My father has always been my superhero. He scared the ghosts out of my closet and from under my bed and has protected me all my life. He’s been especially helpful with my track and basketball. He may seem kind of intimidating but he’s really one big teddy bear. My dad has taught me how to see the glass as half full and how to always get back up if I fall down. It’s always an excellent feeling to be told that I’ve done well from my dad. My father is a very smart man and could have had a career in politics. He’s given up a lot of his time for me and I don’t think I could have asked for a more hilarious, loving, amazing dad.

My Brother

Over the years I’ve had friends come and go but there has always been one that stood by my side, made me laugh when I felt crying, and always believed in me when no one else did. My brother Isaac has been my best friend for 14 years. He’s an astounding basketball player with a killer shot. Recently he broke his arm and I witnessed him being carried off the ski hill in a stretcher. I was worried as I watched from above on the ski lift. He’s only a year younger than me so I feel as if it’s my duty to watch out for him and keep him from getting hurt. What I have neglected to notice is that he’s growing up to be a strong, confident young man. I’m so proud of him and everything that he does. I can see a future in the NBA or as an author because he’s a tremendously good writer. Now that I have reached an age where some of my friends don’t have the best relationship with their siblings I am so grateful to have an adoring brother.

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