There is no energy that can mimic what is released when a positive, giant-stepping woman walks into a room. The attitude of a successful woman is the fuel needed to take us from idea conception to realization. I remember as a child hearing dishes clinking in the kitchen, the smell of coffee and the sound of bacon frying. I always woke up to these little noises that became a comfort when I heard them, because mom was in the kitchen. She always looked at me with her big brown eyes and her long curly brown hair and smiled at me. She would pull up the kitchen chair and say “hello, lady bug”, I always responded with a laugh. I remember when she hugged me every morning, her hair covered my face, it always smelled of roses, her body smelled of vanilla and her clothes were ironed and neat. I loved my mother very much and cherished every moment I spent with her when I was little. My mother's attitude towards everyone was always so prudish and kurtish. I never knew why she acted a certain way towards me, and chose to act another way when she put on that beautiful ironed suit. As the years went by in my life, I would go to my mother's office, where I would be told to be quiet and stay in a room. I remember glancing over every now and then to see something going on, nothing other than hearing the phones ringing and my mother talking on the phone. I never knew what I was supposed to do once I got there, I never knew the purpose and I didn't really understand why I was forced to sit in a quiet room, with just a television and a few plants. It was the most boring place I could imagine being, and I didn't understand why my sweet, loving mother would want to be in such a horrible place. I remembered my childhood as being quite nice and simple. We traveled and I don't remember wanting... middle of paper...enough. I was respected, recognized and most importantly; I was smart, I was successful and I was a woman! My attitude changed, I was happy to be with my mother every day, I was like her. I was proud to be like her; I had a feeling of self-worth. She taught me how to be tough, how to deal with hurtful words, criticism, control and structure. She made me a successful woman. I finally understood. The biggest resistance point is just before the breakthrough. We must demonstrate a stubborn determination to get to the other side. When difficult circumstances seek to derail us, if we take the next step, we will find that we have succeeded. Our lives revolve around four main categories: family and friends, health, wealth and spirit. These areas must be balanced to lead a fulfilling life. My mother knew this and instilled it in me, which made me the person I am today..