Monday, March 14, 2005

Where Have All The Heroes Gone?

I think a hero is someone that lives for something bigger then themselves. Someone that would rather die then accept the jaded version of life that the world has to offer. I have a few modern day heroes, sometimes they are hard to notice but they are out there.

There are a couple guys at my work that have been married for a few years and I have never heard them complain about there wives. That is so rare… they are small heroes of mine.

My big sister is a hero of mine. She will be 25 in May. She is on a combat rescue team in the Air force. She flies in and bails out the marines when they are being shot at. I have seen her take down a 220-pound guy in submission fighting. She weighs 120 pounds. That is not why I think she is a hero though. She does everything she needs to do to be the best at her job she can possibly be. She is a perfect soldier yet an awesome wife. I think she could kill most people in under 15 secs, but when she is around her husband, she is an absolute girlie girl. They have spent about 8-9 months together in the three years that they have been married. Her husband has already went to Afghanistan and come back and she is scheduled for deployment. She believes in what she is doing and she has no problem dying doing it. Whether you agree with the war or not the commitment is admirable. She and her husband have both given up a lot to do something they believe in.

My big sister’s husband is in the Army. While he was in Afghanistan he started a Starbucks so the troops wouldn’t feel so far from home. They ended up making a lot of money off of the coffee so they donated all of it to children’s schools in Afghanistan. He also is in the process of completing a documentary on being in Afghanistan for a year. It starts from boot camp all the way to when they went home. Check out some of his short films from Afganistan here.

My little sister is another hero of mine. She is 20. About a year ago, she decided to go to India and teach for free. A little after she made the decision, she met a guy that was awesome. I drove down from Idaho to Cali to check this guy out and make sure he was Ok (I am the big brother I think this is part of my job). I thought he was great and they started dating and defiantly fell in love. Despite this she still followed through with her plans, she is in India right now and has about ten months left. She also believes in what she is doing and was willing to give up what she wanted at the time for something bigger then herself.

Another hero of mine is my little brother. He is 18. In the past year and a half, he spent a month in India and a month in Africa working at an aids orphanage. He saved all the money for the trips himself and is pretty sure he wants to do work like that for the rest of his life when he graduates. He has two bands and is a really skilled musician. He is only 18 yet is so focused on helping people. He is one of the least judgmental people I know. He will hang out with anyone and especially the people that are actually needy. You know the people we all avoid because they are annoying or they don’t fit our "click profile". He is only 18 yet he has caught a vision for something bigger then himself.

I couldn’t end this post without mentioning my youngest sister. She is in the middle of high school. Remember how that was, peer pressure, pure insanity, everyone trying to figure out who they are. Yet in the middle of that, she has not become jaded and lost her identity to the cool, hopeless, skeptic that is most high schoolers. Sure she has flirted with it, at times becoming jaded, but has fought back each time to a place of clarity, a place of hope.

I have a few heroes, they don’t always look like heroes but I think that is because they are fighting. Sometimes you win sometimes you loose, a hero just fights until he wins or dies.


sapere aude said...

I loved this post. My hero is Megan, a 14-year-old bipolar child who has faced numerous hardships in her life.. another soon, she will be going off island to a residential treatment home. She is a fighter and will conform to no one. I love her and wish her the best.

Another hero is my other half, who supports me unconditionally and loves me for me. He is a software developer and in his spare time, helps underpriviledged children.

Thank you for reminding me that we all have heroes in our lives, if we stopped to take a look. *s*

LiVEwiRe said...

It is amazing that you have found yourself surrounded by so many wonderful individuals. Even better that you have the sense to realize it. Just by knowing the little that I do about you through your writing, it would not surprise me to learn that you may play the role of hero to others. =)

Lozza said...

I was thinking about something similar the other day about being surrounded by angels, and how the friends and family I am close to are like angels to me - I know I'm a little soppy. Great post though.

A. R. said...

The definition of hero has, in my opinion, become equated with the wrong sort of things. I'll probably get a lot of flack for this, but the fact that someone died in an airplane crash does not make them a hero. There may be other things in their lives that made them a hero. Being a good basketball player does not make one a hero; that makes them a very wealthy basketball player. Playing a hero in an action movie does not make one a hero. I like your definition of a hero: someone that models a character trait that you would die to emulate in your own life. I need to qualify that too. I believe that there are moral absolutes. Therefore, although someone may want to emulate Eminem by being pissed off at everything and very wealthy, I don't consider him a hero because he stands for just about everything I disagree with. I don't consider Michael Jordan or Kobe Bryant heroes: Jordan has (had?) a terrible gambling problem, and Kobe sleeps around with women that aren't his wife (I don't care if he did or didn't rape someone. The fact is that either way he had sex with a woman that he wasn't married to.)

My father is a hero of mine. He is extremely wise, very diligent in his work, and seeks no glory for himself. He is a published author, a recorded musician, and yet he has never done a book signing or gone on tour. You know why? He's not a glory hound. He knows that his abilities are not his own and are meant to display the glory of God.

There's a guy at work who is a hero of mine for being wise beyond his years and not afraid to do the right thing even though he could lose so much for doing so.

My younger brother is a hero of mine. He's a hero because I've seen him heart-broken over abused children and vowed to make a difference. He now works with mentally handicapped and socially stunted teens and children and tries to provide some sense of normal life for them.

Thanks, Cure, for being open. Keep 'em comin'.

ruth said...

It is deeply unfashionable to have heroes. I have always wanted to find people I can look up to and admire. It has led me to put a few people on pedestals who didn't deserve to be there, but that is a small price to pay. I like your blog too - thanks for your comments on mine.

Jumperless said...

Wow, you have a talented, hard working family and it’s great that you recognize them for that. Great post.

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Anonymous said...

Hey! thanks for the props, you've been a hero of mine since I was born. Given, most of the time you didn't deserve it, but you've become the kind of brother that does, and I love you. And I admire you. -Amy

Kris said...

Looks like your parents must be heroes to have built enough character into you for ALL of you to have courage and be heroic. As a parent, my question is: How did they do it? How did your parents instill this quality? Or was it just present at birth? Are we all born with character and courage and just need for it to be nourished and reinforced? Or is it the modeling of heroic parents that makes a difference? And how DO I do it?

birdwoman said...

I repeat Kris here - you must have at least one totally awesome parent to have such selfless sibs. Very cool.