I really do, firmly, believe that there is a hero in all of us. It is up to us what we do with the potential we have inside. I find that life is amazing when you know for a fact you have saved someone's life. It is humbling and truly moving to remember just how it felt to know that it was because of you they got to see tomorrow too. I wish I had more chances to save people, but I know there are different types of heroes.
There is the mother, who is the hero in her child(ren)'s eyes She is resilient and firm, yet loving and kind. She remembers that she is their guide and their moral compass. It is up to her, more so than anyone else, who the child one day becomes.
There is the friend who listens when she gets a call at 2 in the morning as her best friend cries about a guy who broke her heart, the boy she grew up with who came home from war with ptsd and nightmares who needed someone to listen. She is the ear and comfort, the strength when they are weak She carries their burden as readily as her own, and yet, almost, never shares her true heart, the secrets she has never written, never spoken.. She is a hero and yet she is unsung.
Then there is the child who stands behind a parent that deploys. Quietly accepting his/her life serving the country without recognition, without choice, drafted by birth. The child who serves is more patriotic and heroic than any other. The child that serves accepts that his/her parent might not come home and they accept it because of honor, duty and love of Country. They understand that there is a sacrifice that must be made for the arrogance of failed diplomacy, because that's what war is...
That sacrifice sometimes must be paid in blood, but it isn't the blood of the diplomats or politicians, it is their blood, their parent... It is their burden, as well as the mother's and the father's. While only one might die, all might pay. The truest heroes are the Serving families that pay the price for our freedom. It isn't free. Why do so many forget? So why can't we also be heroes? At least, when we can...
Pay for someone's lunch, call that friend you haven't spoken to in a while because they were angry or sad and you just couldn't take it. Spend your life trying to do good. Try to be a hero in some way to someone... Believe it or not, it doesn't take the ultimate sacrifice. Not all of us are brave enough to be that way... And that's ok. We don't have to be. Just do something good. Pick a place and start. It's better than doing nothing... Just my thoughts...
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