Friday, 22 April 2011

Heroic musings.

I wrote this in August, before my Mum got sick. Before we even knew there might be something wrong. I'm glad I wrote it, and I'm glad to say I still feel the same way.

What defines the word "hero"?
What constitutes this highest of accolades?
I have heard the term applied to a range of situations:
Our troops fighting and risking their lives,
Footballers and filmstars we aspire to emulate,
Legendary figures who fought oppression,
Humble people who go the extra mile to make life better for others.
I do not think celebrities are heroes. They just got lucky, whether genetically or by virtue of their situation.

My hero is my mother. And my Gran and my Nanna. The women of my lineage. So strong and fierce in their love and passionate in their defence of their families. These are the women I aspire to emulate. These are my heroes.

3 comments:

  1. I have children and if one of them wrote that to me, it would make me so happy. Your writing is a beautiful gift to your mother.

    By the way, I called my grandmother

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  2. my website is www.themaverickjester.com.

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  3. Hi Maverick (can I call you Maverick?)
    I'm glad you liked it. My mum is amazing, so I just wanted to share the love.
    Thanks for stopping by!

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