[Barefoot]

Originally Posted by redwitch

My family --

My father who was a high school drop out who ended up with a Ph.D. in history and a Master's in languages. He was raised in the Kentucky hills yet managed to teach his kids that all people were to be judged by their actions, not the color of their skin, their religion or their wealth (or lack of it). He was a brilliant man who loved life, his family and his country and showed that love to the world.

My mother for being raised as a German aristocrat, surviving Dachau although a pure Aryan, for recognizing that my father was her soulmate, for being able to cope with constant moves or being a single mother while married when we couldn't travel with my father. She was a kind and gentle lady whom everyone loved.

My brother for accepting three tours in Vietnam although he felt the war was wrong because he felt his presence could save some lives. He was always funny and one of the bravest men I've ever had the honor to know.

My daughter for overcoming some extreme adversity before I adopted her and not letting that destroy as she grew up, for overcoming my mistakes in raising her, for being a warm and loving person and is on her way to being a woman I would be proud to call a friend and my daughter (even if I do want to kill her as often as I want to kiss her).

That's a very touching post.
Also beautifully written.