That aside, the 10-year old made me stop and think about the word "hero". What truly constitues hero status, and who is mine? At 10 years old, my son was able to fill that slot with a real, living person- one who doesn't have super powers or is able to regenerate themselves with a push of a control button. And he could even explain why his brother earned the status- again, not because he takes him places, or plays with him, but "because he never lets me down." I am a bit ashamed to admit that the security question to one of my online accounts is, "who is your childhood hero?" and my answer is.....Wonder Woman. Not Mom, or Rosa Parks, or even Florence Nightengale. Huh. Shown up by a 10-year old.
So I am not going to retire my Wonder Woman workout t-shirt or beer glass, but I am gonna down-grade her from hero status. Who will fill her slot? Not sure yet, but she is gonna be real and, well, awesome of course. So I ask you- who's your hero amd why? And if you don't have one, take a few minutes to think about it- having someone to look up to or know is a rock by your side is invaluable and can help get you through the hard times that unfortuantely none of us can avoid 100% of the time.
Today's positive picture is about the power and bond of brothers, as well as a mother's/step-mother's pride in 2 of her children.
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