On Mother’s Day, we celebrate and honor mothers that are in our lives. As I think about my own mother, I know she is in Heaven and also in my heart. There so many memories that I have of her, but there are three that remind me of how much she loved me. The first memory I have of her is how she would take me and my sister for walks throughout our neighborhood. One walk we took was to the library where she introduced me and my sister to the world of books and why it was important for us to read. A second memory that I have of my mother was how she got up every morning to get me and my sister ready for school. After she got us ready for school, she then got herself ready to go work. We did not have a car so she took the time to walk us to school and then she got on the bus and then went to work at her job. My mother always demonstrated to me and my sister that having a strong work ethic was important and the person who had it good things would come to them.