Growing up being the oldest for my brothers and sisters was a big responsability. I had a wonderful father and a mother. My hero when i was going up was my parents. We didnt have much but be had enough. I am glad that my parents rasied me to be a lovely women and preparing me for the future. They worked very hard to get me and my brothers and sister stuff that we though was important. Looking back i wish that i could have changed alot of things and not be so selfish. My question for the week is who was your childhood hero? are they still your hero?
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My mom! She still is.
ReplyDeleteMy little brother wrote this paper when he was younger about how I was his hero-it really made me feel good. Being the oldest was hard sometimes-but definitely worth it.
My grandfather and he still is.
ReplyDeleteMy papa is my hero. Unfortunately he died in 2004.
ReplyDeleteMy dear thank you I am so happy that you felt that we did a good job my hero as you know was my daddy who passed to quickly from this world
ReplyDeleteMy maternal grandmother who passed away in 1987 but I still remember the time I had with her and the stories my mom told me about her during WWII in China. My mom was also my hero in childhood as well as to this day! I'm so lucky to have her.
ReplyDeleteMy dad was my hero growing up, and he still is and always will be. I try to be like him in almost every way, but some things are hard to remember as I lost him to Lung Cancer in 1980. My children remember him as well. In fact, my oldrest daughter was his favorite. They were definitely pals as we were when I was little.
ReplyDeletemy childhood hero was was my Dad!! He passed away when I was 16.He was very kind and compassionate to everyone!!Aloha
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