The time my mother and I had a bonding experience would be when we moved into an apartment together. It was the middle of April when we made the decision to move on our own. We had moved into these little two bedroom one bath ghetto apartment in downtown Prosper, TX. Before we moved it has always been my brother and I that lived with my mom, but that all changed when he had a kid and it was time for him to move out and start his own family. Moving in with my mother opened up my mind to realize how much I respect her and how much she's done for me. My mother and I moving into an apartment together completely changed my mindset about her. It made me think more about how she isn't just a woman who tells me what to do or who brought me into this
