My mom. She was a single parent with not a lot of money, no education, and a series of dead end jobs, but she somehow kept my brothers and I clothed, fed, and a rood over our heads. My dad left her at her lowest point in life (she had just been laid off, and lost her mother, who was her best friend). Being kicked like that while you’re already down could send someone in a tailspin they never recover from, but she kept her head up and survived. That’s the kind of strength and character I aspire to.