My nephew (and godson) loves superheroes. In fact, after he opened our gift of a red cape and reversible blue and red mask, he wore it immediately. And, just like that, he was transformed from a (far from) ordinary boy into a superhero able to jump over tall(ish) buildings, wield a magic (toy) sword and save his mom from the hazards of a sink full of dirty dishes.
Yes, he stole my heart running around with the world on a string - superpowers oozing out of every limb - every finger and toe.
He reminds me of another real-life hero I so greatly admire.
Not that long ago, I had the honor of interviewing a young man who had overcome the wounds of war and, despite suffering for an extended period of time, he now thrives in a world in which he couldn't have imagined living just over a year ago.
His service to our country and putting his life in peril is, for me, an unimaginable feat. When I think of the bravery and the courage this man has, my heart aches knowing there once was a time which he would describe as unbearable and a time during which he wasn't really living.
Heroism comes in many forms. My nephew is a superhero - he really is able to lift spirits in a single-bound and leap over hurdles that are known only to preschoolers. His enthusiasm is infectious and his smile will absolutely melt your heart.
And then there is this Marine, who stoically defended our country with little regard for himself but with every regard for others. He now inspires others with an easy smile, laughs with those who may not feel capable of laughing and stands by with waiting hands as others take the reigns of their new lives - and he is there to catch them if they fall.
A hero changes things - makes a difficult situation better, looks out for others and protects strangers just as they would a loved one.
Who are the heroes in your life?
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