My mom was essentially a single mother raising three boys. If anyone could have had any reason to give up, it was her. But she didn't, and neither did we.
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My mom, for all intents and purposes, was a single parent.
My mom was a single parent.
I was raised by a single mother.
My mother was a single mom, and most of the women I know are strong.
My mother was a single working mother; she started having children very young. There was a tension inside her about who she wanted to be and what she wanted to do and how she couldn't achieve the things she wanted to.
My mum Margaret was a single parent, but though life was a bit of a struggle she gave me every encouragement.
I'm raised by a single mom and didn't have pops around for the most part of my life. And she, by any means necessary, gave me the best opportunities that she knew how to give me.
I had an amazing mother. She raised nine kids, practically as a single parent, which is the hardest thing in the world. Nine of us! Day in and day out. She had to make sure we all had an education and that we all felt loved.
When I was a young boy, very young boy, mothers didn't work. Women were home, they took care of the house, they washed the dishes and took care of the children. That's what they did, and that's what my mother did.
You know, I don't think any mother aims to be a single mom. I didn't wish for that, but it happened.
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