My parents – my heroes

I would like to echo something that Rick said recently. I was so blessed by God to have the parents that He gave me. Before I start to remember all the little details and stories about them I need to acknowledge the love and stability that they rooted my life in, the brave way they faced their own devastating health problems. If they despaired and wept over their broken dreams, it was in private. They never reached out in anger to hurt those not suffering as they were, to blame God for deserting them. They accepted those imperfections of the world that could not be changed and got on with their life, enjoying the family, friends and hobbies that made them the fun and personable people to be around that they were. They provided a model that I hope I will always remember to strive to emulate.