Stephanie and her Mom

There was once a time in my life that I considered two places to be home. One was the place where my family lived and the second was where my friend Stephanie lived. I may have mentioned this before but I didn’t’ used to have that many friends when I was younger. Who knows what? I think I was just anti-social, something that seems to run in my family. So I have known most of my classmates since the first grade but oddly enough, I had never been able to really connect with any of them. Then came Stephanie. Now looking back on it, I don’t think I even made the decision to become her friend, it kind of just happened. But I think that’s the way it worked with most of her friends, there’s just something about her that makes you become closer to her without you even realizing it. With her help I was even able to make a lot of other friends.

I really can’t pinpoint a moment when it happened, but Stephanie’s house had become a home for me at some point. It got to the point where I was staying over at her house almost every weekend. But if I’m going to be honest, it wasn’t Stephanie who I really wanted to see when I went over, ti was her mom. I don’t think I even realized it at the time because I was really close to Stephanie but really I loved her mom. I think maybe it was because her mom seemed to have everything my own lacked. First of all her mother was so strong. She was able to singlehandedly take care of her two children and be a high school teacher, which realistically gave her about another 100 or so kids to worry about. I know that my own mother would not be able tot surcice if my dad were to leave us. And she was so caring, she seemed to care more about what I was doing than my own mother did and she would take to me about things like she was a friend. We even liked a lot of the same things.

So really her mom was what made Stephanie’s house feel like a home. At times when Stephanie was busy but I was already at her house I would just spend my time with her mom. She was there to watch television with me (we actually went through about 3 seasons of bones together) or maybe help me with my math homework. Her mom has changed my life in more ways than I can think of, but most importantly she’s shown me the type of person that I want to be in the future.