An Influence in My Life

I took a filling breath and transcended deeper into my sleep. With my small head lying gently on her chest, my apprehensions faded away and the warmth and comfort of my mother’s arms wrapped themselves around my body. She rocked me to sleep every night when I was a child and woke me with her warm, tender touch and eyes filled with awe and repletion. With my hand immersed in hers we strolled through the zoo, made adventures out of our trips to the grocery store and wandered down the strips of sand at the Jersey Shore. It is memories like those that make me realize the immense influence my mother has on my life.
My mom knows just the way to steer me in the right direction, yet still giving me the feeling that I am the one solely in char...