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I'm sure every child in the world thinks of her mom as the best mother in existence. Naturally, I feel the same way. My mom, Cecile, is the best mom in the world—no questions asked. At just 24 years old (the same age I'll be in a few months), she gave birth to me, her firstborn.
I was told I was a sickly baby, so mom readily gave up her career to stay at home to care for me. I'm sure that must have been a tough decision, but I appreciate the choice she made. Because of that, my siblings and I never knew a life where mom was out of the house on meetings or business trips. Every morning, her face urges us to get ready for school, and every afternoon, her smile greets us at the door. Until now, it's the same story—except we don't get home until well into the night.