I never fully realized until he passed away that my dad was my hero. No, he did not save children from a burning building or some other act often associated with heroes. What he did do was much more than that. He gave me the tools I needed such as a strong work ethic, family comes first, education is important types of beliefs that helped me to become the person I am today. Of course he was always there to protect me from the monsters hiding in my closet as well!
My dad worked so hard his entire life to make sure his family had all of their needs and wants taken care of. Even as an adult I knew I could count on my dad to help me out of a rough patch. My dad would give you the shirt off of his back without hesitation if needed.
It is for these reasons that it was so hard to see him have to endure so much pain and suffering for so many years. The strength and will-power that it took for him to simply survive day to day are other reasons that make my dad my hero. The fact that he lived the way that he did for so long make me proud to call him my dad.
I only wish with all my heart that I could have told him that. He did not deserve the last 8-10 years of his life, I only hope that he found some sense of joy and love from his family. I love you dad, you were my superman!
Thought of the day: Father: A banker provided by nature.
Quote of the day: A hero is an ordinary individual who finds the strength to persevere and endure in spite of overwhelming obstacles.- Christopher Reeve