As most of the families, mine also experienced the crisis. This week my mother lost her job. The company she worked for cut down on staff and she found herself in the list. She already picked a few job ads and I had to help her in drafting the resumes and cover letters.

She is one of those annoying old ladies who you regularly meet at the supermarket. The old lady next door who is always unhappy either because of the weather or the way you climb the stairs.

I’m sure that she’ll find a job soon, because a person who has faced death cannot get frightened of applying for some kind of job.

The Incident

It was the winter of 1998 and I was in my last year in high school. I thought of anything but the forthcoming graduation and school-leaving examinations.

“I’ve got cancer” – these were the first words that woke me up one November morning. My mother stood next to my bed, staring at me. Then she told me about the details. The last prophylactic examination revealed breast cancer and an operation had to be done. It’s difficult for me to describe the next months. First, then second operation. Chemotherapy, hospitals, doctors…

This nightmare ended in spring. My grandma perceived my mother as “half a person”, the other relatives took her for leprous. What about me? I see my mother as a hero.

Now when you read these lines think again if the composition of a cover letter is a difficult job to do!

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