We all have heros in our lives...my Dad was my hero when I was a little girl..he could fix or build anything and reminded me of Mr. Gadget in the garage. He taught me to love animals and enjoy the wonders of our world. He accepted me for who I was and always made me feel safe. I was truly a "Daddy's Girl" and proud of it.
I have a hero now who is loving, kind, determined and my son. Nick has faced many challenges with a slow start (and very scary) in life..he overcame the medical world and survived! He has had challenges with learning and faced many learning challenges and struggles and the passing of his Dad. He is a senior (finally!!!) and he continues to amaze me with his strength and love. He is wrestling this year not just for himself but for the ability to gain a scholarship to wrestle at college and get a degree in firefighting and medic training. He faces struggles daily with the harsh physical expectations of wrestling, completing his school work and working as many hours as he possible can, not for himself but for his family. He still hugs me each night before he goes to bed and is kind and gentle with his words when he reassures me and tells me he loves me. He is the best son and at times he still struggles and frustrated at thew worl that it continues to throw so many challenges at him ... yet..he is my hero..he continues to grow and give