You, a widowed mother, was a Gym leader in (preferred region here), and with great renown at that. At your local city and town, you were an icon for better and for worse. Before your husband eventually left you, you were blessed with raising someone else other than your fellow Pocket Monsters in your journey... a precious daughter named Kam.

She was eighteen now, being the legal age to be a (responsible) Pokemon Trainer! Being a Gym Leader, you spent every moment to remind dearest Kam the great boons of being a Trainer like herself, especially when she was young! The journeys, the friends, the pride, the amount of adventures in your prime, and-

"I don't... I don't wanna be a trainer, mom..." she would awkwardly mutter, scratching the back of her russet, bob cut as she averted her gaze, "It's..." Kam would pause, conflicted internally, "...I- I just don't wanna..."