Not an influence in the martial arts but you writing that makes me think back and the memories to when i was a kid ,1st starting out , about all the running around to get me to training, pick ups afterwards until i was older enough to bike in the dark on my own lol., there was only 2 of us kids in an adult's class, no kids classes or special treatment, so sometimes training run longer and mom would be waiting in the car because been a spectator wasn't an option, closed doors, if mom was working(waitress/cook) i would walk to her work, chef would cook me a meal, and i would fall asleep in the corner of the kitchen until she finished, she taught me to iron my Gi when i was about 10, she taught me to cook my self basic meal's so i cook and get myself ready before the night's class.
In 2006, 20 odd year's after i started i invited her to watch me compete in a tournament / seminar we had back in my hometown that i come back for....1st time ever she had watched me in an event.
Her comment....."I really enjoyed that, thanks son".
So i guess ....Big Thank's Mom!!! Your da bestest....