Like others, my heroes are my parents. They taught me that helping others gives you more joy than doing something for yourself ever could. That there is no need to brag about it- help given quietly is the best kind as it allows others to keep their pride.
They taught me that love was way more important than money- we didn't have a lot of money growing up but we always knew that they loved and wanted us kids more than anything else in life.
My dad died 5 years ago and there is not a day that I don't miss him. My mom is still with us, healthy and has accomplished more since my dad's death than she thought possible. She was of the generation where the man took care of the house repairs and money (he was an accountant) and she has managed to learn to do both very well since his death- all this in her late 70s.
My only hope is I can live up to filling their very big shoes
