Heroes
The number of people who could fit the definition of hero in my life is far too many for me to ever write about. The influence so many others have had on my life has shaped me into the person I am today, but one person who has had an expecially profound influence on my life is my sister.
From the time I was an adventurous toddler running off down Thurston Rd. through my middle school and high school years when I would get myself into trouble for a variety of other reasons, she was always there to pick me up. She was constantly trying to make sure I wouldn’t make the same mistakes she did and let me know when I was doing something I would regret. Sometimes it drove me crazy and I thought she was being overly cautious, but now I am so grateful for the times she told me not to follow the crowd and made sure I always kept god first in my life. The mistakes I might have made would lead my down a different path and led to places I never want to be.
Now she’s off to college and I look to her for an example in my life. She still checks in on me and gives me advice when I complain about the drama or stress of high school. I had the opportunity to spend one year with her in high school and I admired the way she was friendly to everyone and always put others first, something I sometimes struggle with. She recently came home to visit and picked up where she left off and told me I had the responsibility to watch over my younger brother and make sure life went as smoothly as possible for him. Overall she has inspired me to be a better person and want to pass on what she gave to me, to those around me.
This was inspired by Bringing Us Together
