A hero to me is someone who:
- Shows up (without being asked for) when I’m in trouble
- Takes the responsibility or diverts the intensity
- Wraps up the troubled situation
- Walks me out and says ‘I’ll take care of this.’
My Dad is one today. As he’s always been one all the other days. And, so is my Mom.
I was trying my best to pull myself together. The moment I saw my Dad pop in, I felt like bursting out in tears. Comically enough, this rings the bell. (Too much of an Internet kid that I am.)
I can’t thank my parents enough. Never can I.