This question came up last night at our writers meeting – who is your hero? I didn’t have to think long to answer. I have two…my mother and my husband. My husband because he supports me in anything I do, encourages me when I doubt myself, is the most generous and compassionate person I know. He even helps me make decorations when I need them (can you say space ships) and never complains – much.
But I have to say my biggest hero was my mother. A stronger woman you will never meet – all five foot nothing of her. Life handed her some hard cards to play but she kept smiling and played them. Her faith was unshakable, even when diagnosed with stage four lung cancer. You never saw her without a smile and I have so many fond memories of her and that laugh. Oh my goodness, you just don’t know!
I learned so much from how she lived her life. I learned to be thankful for what you have and giving back whenever you can; that even the bad times can have some good; never take your friends and family for granted, never miss a chance to say I love you or I’m sorry and if you always keep God first, everything else will fall into place.
But I guess the thing I remember most was her sense of humor. She had some of the best one liners I have ever heard. Like the time someone asked why she was so short; “I’m like a watermelon vine, I didn’t get very high, I just spread out on the ground.” The nickname ‘Little Watermelon’ was born and followed her for over fifty years. Or the time a grouchy patron at the restaurant she worked in asked about items on the seafood menu; “Do you have frog legs?” Without missing a beat she replied, “No, arthritis. That’s why I walk like this.”
As she got older, she had several medical issues including failing eyesight and memory issues but never lost that sense of humor. And she was a talker. A friend was taking her home from a doctors appointment and missed the turn to her house because they were chatting. Mama didn’t think much about it since there was another route to take but when that was missed too, she asked “Where are we going?” The friend, who hadn’t realized she passed the first turn, said “Mickie, don’t you remember? I’m taking you home.” Mama looked around and started laughing. “Did I move?”
We all need heroes, today more than ever. Obviously, they are a must for a romance writer, but I think we need them in our daily lives as well. Heroes give us hope, strength, inspiration and let’s face, sometimes make our lil ole hearts go pitty-pat and we need that, too.
So, who’s your hero?