forty days to new york

"July 21, 2014 was the day of my mothers death." I spoke into the microphone with sweaty palms. "My dad was severely injured, and I was left to take care of my three siblings. I had to get a job, and work long hours with little pay, while trying to take care of the kids. I started off with making no money for myself. It just all went to the family. It's been hard, as it probably is for many of you, losing my mother. We are currently working on buying a new house." I sighed as I realized what I was doing; I was talking about how hard my life was ever since she died, and by about how great she is. "But enough about me." I tried to fake a laugh, hoping everyone else here would. "My mother..."