Unconditional love is defined as affection without limitations. Where do we first see love? How do we learn to love? It starts at home. We learn it, we see it, and we receive it from those who raise us. There are many types of parents, single, unmarried and teenagers, who take care of their children without depending on anyone else or on public assistance such as welfare. I will focus on the problems and struggles of single mothers and fathers, soon-to-be unmarried parents, then teen parents, and finally the effects of children born to an unmarried or teen parent. There is not much credit to parents who raise their children alone even if they depend on something else. I find the studies that people have done over the years with all types of parents and their children's outcomes very interesting. It's interesting how people think they can determine a child's outcome based on their families and parents but the sad part is what has always been true and for generations there has been no change or improvement of generations better but only growth and increasing numbers as the years go by. Children are what they become in life due to the impact of their parents, which means that when there is the absence of a mother or father, there is an influence on the child and also stress that the parent has on the child. Each parent's life influences how their children choose how to live their own and perhaps some other influences. What matters most is how they end up becoming parents. Mothers and fathers are usually the first role models in our lives. Seeing how they behave, what they do and how they speak influences us to mock their actions. Single Mothers and Their Children is a research book... middle of paper... old neighbor, Da'Waune Brandon, who grew up and still lives with his mother, who was a single teenager. Over the years I have seen Da'Waune and his other two brothers go through many difficult times. Currently Da'Waune was released from prison on April 19, 2014 and his case was dismissed because he had a gun and drugs on him. He had been released from the detention center for robbery before, but he was not guilty only in the wrong place, at the wrong time and with the wrong people. The sad thing for me is knowing him and his family. His older brother is fine, but his younger brother, who is the same age as my sister, is locked up in the robbery detention center to this day. Their mother is the friend, most caring person and hard working mother I know. I used to tell my mom that sometimes I wish I was her daughter so she wouldn't always be tired and stressed.