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Dylan describes a hero as “…someone who understands the degree of responsibility that comes with his freedom.”  An epic description, I think.

There are heroes all around us.  We come across them daily, but we don’t always see them in their hero garb.  Like that commercial about foster parents, in their super-person tights, keeping kids safe and cared for, silently, without fanfare.

Heroes don’t understand the allure of fanfare.  It’s not about recognition, with a hero. It’s about an understanding that we’re all interconnected.

I remember feeling like a hero with my children.  The magic kisses on skinned knees and head bumps.  Knowing just how to fix a certain thing so that the light in their eyes shone only for me.  What an amazing feeling and so brief.  They see us as heroes for so short a time.

If that’s anything close to what it feels like to be a full time hero, then sign me up.  Unfortunately it doesn’t work that way.

Our children look at us with the eyes of innocence.  Soon enough they see the flaws in the parent and think they know more than those who raised them.  Soon enough they see us as having senior moments, but for that short time we are heroes of a sort.

In my opinion, a hero is someone who has found his or her life’s purpose.  Not the career they choose to earn their income from. Not the clubs or associations they join.

A hero is a person who feels a necessity to act and from there, uses their passion for a cause to motivate others.  They have discovered and connected to what really fuels their soul;  that force that compels them to continue, to go further.  

 

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