My Hero

I've never really put thought into who is my hero. I went back and forth deciding between sports superstars, musicians and actors. But none of these people could be my hero. They all had major faults. Many of the sports players I considered have been involved in legal problems. The musicians produce good music but they are consumed with drugs and money. Actors and actresses are too caught up with themseleves. After considering all these people, the most logical idea came to mind. My mom. It may sound corny or childish, but nonetheless it is true.



There is every reason for my mom to be my hero. She is one of the most humble people I know. She does not brag and she does not complain. She has been through more pain than many people will go through but she seldomly lets anyone know. She is wise beyond her years. She does what she loves every single day. Lastly, she is the most Godly woman I know.



I expect a lot from someone if I call them my hero. My mom fits all these expectations and more. A hero is humble and he or she doesn't brag or boast. Heroes take on positions of leadership and take on challenges. They are able to ovecome adversity. My mom is very humble, definatley doesn't brag or boast and she knows about adversity very well. At one point my mom was a single mother with four kids working four jobs (1 full-time, 3 part-time). She rose above that to become her own boss and do things she always dreamed of. Also, along with adversity a hero must conquer pain. My mom has been through two open-heart surgeries (one in her forties) and is still teaching her fitness classes and doing everything she did before. If there are two things I want to be when I am older I would have to choose: being wise and Godly. These are the exact two words I would use to describe my mom.

My mom is my hero because she embodies everything I look up to.