My mum, it sounds cliche but she's genuinely impressive I think.
Left school one o level. Wanted to do nursing but forced to go to secretarial college by her (by today's standards) abusive and somewhat alcoholic mother.
Worked two jobs to keep her one bed flat and had to choose between heating and eating. Took in friends and helped them when she had nothing herself.
Got herself out of a physically abusive relationship before she met my dad.
Got herself a job in a convent nursing home as an auxiliary nurse. Got to be an enrolled nurse and did her conversion course to be an rgn.
Met my dad and got married, I came along unplanned. Then managed to get a house and move out of her 14th floor flat at 8 months pregnant. Went back to work when I was 6 weeks old out of necessity.
Worked full time while I was a kid and supported my dad to finish his degree. Got herself a phycology degree (while I was still in primary school). Worked nights for years while my dad did 9-5 so I could have a stable happy home, not being left with childminders etc. Left my dad when he spent all their money on weed, but made it probably the least traumatic divorce I've ever witnessed (for me at least).
When they divorced was adamant that I should have a relationship with my dad, which I do, a very good one (he's not an unpleasant man but I do fully understand why she divorced him). Quite an unusual attitude in the 90s.
She let him keep my childhood home to minimise disruption to me. Bought yet another house on her own and made it a wonderful, happy, peaceful place. It was our sanctuary. All on her own.
Defended me against the draconian teachers who made me trek back and forth across the school when I had period pain so back it made me throw up, and periods so heavy I bled through my tights and skirt. Refused to let them punish me twice for things that weren't under my control and refused to allow Saturday detention for being late, because my dad would take me to school across the city on a Monday and we didn't always make it on time, because that was my day with him. I knew absolutely that she was 100% on my side, and always would be no matter what.
Then after I left school, did her masters in nursing, became an independent prescriber and a band 8. Now works in general practice and is not far off doing the gps job. Also took up yoga, did yoga teacher training and went to India to study it in the himalayas.
While all of this was going on, she has been a fabulous mum, a fantastic friend, especially to a particular friend of hers who really needed someone to lean on. Is a staunch anti bullying advocate and has tackled bullying in all of her nhs jobs, including defending colleagues who have been on the receiving end of bullying. Kept her garden beautiful, pursued the creative things she loves, been a supportive grandparent, helped me get out of my own abusive relationship and back on my own two feet, and generally just been a genuine force for good in the life of every good person she's met, and a total thorn in the side of all the bullies, hypocrites and cruel people she's dealt with.
She's bloody amazing, quite frankly, and if I end up half the woman she is I'll be happy.