Uniqueness was something my mother pounded into me.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
I was a very unique child.
Mom always tells me to celebrate everyone's uniqueness. I like the way that sounds.
As a kid, I was creative and unique, and I've had that my whole life.
My mother is a strong, wonderful woman. I could never be anything she didn't want me to be.
I took my uniqueness and treated it like a horn.
My mother made me truly appreciate women.
Everyone has their own different life experiences which make them who they are. No two people's life experiences are the same. And mine are just unique to me.
I was born with a natural gift. My mother recognized the talent.
The extraordinary thing about my mother, she's so modest about me.
There's nothing particularly unique about my experiences except that they're my experiences.