My Mom and I
By Mattie DixonMy mother is Mattie Miller, and I am the second to the oldest of nine siblings and the oldest girl in the family. Being the oldest girl in the family, I worked very closely with my mother and was given a great deal of responsibility. I observed many things about my mother and how she did things and cared for the family. So the way that I describe her is firsthand information. She has love bubbling over to nine children as if each was her only one, offering sacrifice , commitment , perseverance, strength, and this list can go on with descriptive words. These are not just words but they are actions that my mother displayed to each child .Although, there are nine of us, it was as if each one of us was an only child. The first description that I gave of my mother is love for her children. With that love came a special relationship with each one of us, so I am going to share with you the relationship of My Mom and me.My mom and I have maintained a long and memorable relationship since childhood. I use to rush home from school to tell her about my day and all of the happenings. This continued throughout high school. After graduating from high school and going off to college and being on my own, it continued except with high telephone bills. We truly had a great mother daughter relationship. However, our greatest relationship would develop when my parents moved to Austin just a few blocks from my home. We enjoyed time together although mom was busy taking care of dad and I was busy rearing my children. We were extremely busy but the time we spent together was enjoyable. After a few life changing events for both of us, you may find us staying up late laughing and talking on any given night, or you might even find us riding around the city. We spend time sitting up watching gospel signing on television, attending church services together , going to the doctor, making many trips to the store for a bargain or just talking on the phone. When I think of my mom and I, I just say, my mom and I , We walk and talk as good friends should and do; We clasp our hands, our voices ring with laughter; My mom and I walk and talk each day.We clasp our hands, sing and pray. I have learned so many valuable traits from her and give all my credit to her for molding me into the person I am today.