Hero is someone who has made a huge impact on your life, someone who goes above and beyond for the good of others and expects nothing in return; someone who has been there for you inside and out, who has never let you down. My hero is my dad. When I think of my dad I think of how strong he was and how he has helped me throughout my 22 years. I think many people thought my dad was a hero, he was caring, hardworking, a man of his word and did everything to keep his family happy. He will drop whatever he was doing to help anyone who is in need. My dad was my hero because he was always there for me, always making me laugh when I was going through a rough time. He was a very selfless person. My dad tried always to make sure other people’s needs are fulfilled before his were. He took care for me and my sister as if we were the most valuable thing to the world. To him, we were the most valuable thing in the world. He always stood by my side, and whenever I fall down, he encouraged me to stand up by myself and on my own feet. I admire him as a great person and have thought that my dad was really superman. My dad had a huge impact on the way I became that person who I am today. He influenced my life by teaching me every day and a new lesson and showing me the right and wrong behaviors. What my dad taught me since I can remember myself was how to be a human. I still remember the day that my father sat next to me and said that the most important think to help you become a successful and a helpful person is your honesty. Never lie to anyone and never lie to yourself. After saying that, he slowly explained the value of honesty.My father often told me that being a human means facing the truth. I always think back on those words when I get into trouble. My dads lessons were a cure for my selfishness. He taught me to consider everyone as a part of my family and taught me how to love people by sharing and giving. I believe that the greatest moment in life is to buy someone something he really needs and watch his facial expression. He was my best friend ,the man of my life, he did nothing less than everything to make me smile , to make me happy. I loved my father and I will love him until my last breath cause he was everything to me but now I miss his presence. It was the morning of October the 2nd , the day that I won’t ever forget, that morning the calm was shattered by a screech of tires, and a loud crunch. That was all. That was the moment that will make me miss him all over the long and difficult road of my life. My father left me, I couldn’t fill him any more , I couldn’t fill his hugs, I couldn’t fill his breath while I was on his chest . That was the worst day of my life, a part of me was missing, Sometimes when I’m alone I think of the things that I never got to do with or say to my dad before he died. I wish that I had spent more time with him. I also think about the future without him. He doesn’t get to see me graduate. He won’t walk me down the aisle on my wedding day. Yes he lives in my memories, in old photos, in my heart , but I need him in my side, I need his inspiration, I need his advice, I miss my daddy. Oddly, I am just as hopeful as I am angry. Every knock on the door fills me with anticipation; I instantly picture him walking through the door. I often got together with my friends and often we try to talk about good times, everybody laughs, I laugh too and they think I am happy but what do they know? Do they know that I won’t be the same person any more? Do they know that beyond my every smile is a tear? I don’t think they do. I don’t think that they even understand my pain. Sometimes when I see people from other countries on television living lives without the horrors that we go through every day, I ask God what sins did we commit for which he punishes us this way? Why wasn’t I born in some country where people live happily and the incidents only happen in movies? Although I’m slowly getting better, I still feel the loss of my dad whenever my friends talk about their parents. Sometimes, I even forget that my dad died and think that he is waiting for me after work. I’ll never forget my dad, I’ll never forget me hero.. Dad , I love you....
Posted on: Tue, 25 Nov 2014 13:33:04 +0000
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