Come At Me

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Tenacious

My Mother was tenacious.

She had the tenacity to give up smoking and drinking for good when she fell pregnant with her first child, my older brother.

She had the tenacity to try and make her relationship work despite my father’s physical, verbal and mental abuse.

She had the tenacity to end the relationship and kick him out, when it became more abusive than she could bare.

She had the tenacity to raise six children on her own.

She had the tenacity to adopt a seventh child whose parents were killed in a tragic fire.

She had the tenacity to work hard, for most of her life she worked several jobs at a time, working until she was over 70 years old.

She had the tenacity to work her way from being an Assistant Cub Leader to a District Cub Leader and devote 30 years to Scouting.

She had the tenacity to devote herself to her religion, and to be a good example for her children.

She had the tenacity to face life head-on and say “Come at Me!”

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