
In our life time there are many people that we are inspired by and as a woman, we look at fellow women and take inspiration from them. The journey begins the day you are born.
The lady I admire most, and I am sure most of you will say the same, is my mum.
My mum is the strongest an in my eyes the most powerful person I know. Even now at 30 I look to her to fix my problems, the same way I did when I was a little girl.
She came to this country in the 70’s having married my father and from the very first week had to change her life from what she was used to. Being used to a life where she was pampered by her parents and looked after by her servants, this was a real culture shock. Being the woman she is, my mum got on with it, adapted like a chameleon her life of hardship began in Britain.
She brought 3 children under the economic pressures, fighting for each of us in different ways. I am so proud of the woman my mother became and is. She is a rock, and a tigress and the heart of our soul.
My Mum. My saviour.
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