America loves its superheroes. We love Wolverine and Storm and Wonder Woman and Batman and so many others. But today, I’m thinking about unsung heroes. Everyday heroes. Because while few of us will ever have super powers, we can all be an everyday hero.
We touch each others’ lives all the time. Even if we’ve never met, we influence others and help each other–or if we want to be an asshole, we drag others down. We have a choice. And so, while this should be a year-round focus, it seems appropriate to discuss it as we approach Thanksgiving.
I challenge you to think of how you impact others. How have you helped someone lately? How can you help someone? It doesn’t have to be life-changing. Sometimes all that a friend needs is an hour to sit and think in silence–can you babysit for her to give her that time? Or a friend who has a backache might need some help cleaning house. Or a neighbor is crying because he lost his senior kitty who went over the rainbow bridge. Can you just listen to him talk, and give him the freedom to grieve without someone saying “It’s just a cat…”
Now, I’d like you to think about those people who have influenced or impacted your life in a helpful manner? Who’s come to your rescue? And it doesn’t have to be earthshaking–it can be just as easy as your neighbor brought you cookies on a day when you needed cheering up.
Now tell me about an everyday hero who has helped you out. Because when we focus on what others do for us, it lifts us out of focusing on ourselves, and reminds us of all the good that exists in this world.
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I definitely have someone that was my hero as a child. This person, when I was in 4th to 5th grade was there for me all the time. When I started in public school at age 9, I had trouble making friends, I had been mentally tortured and abused by several teachers in both private and public school at that time, my 4th grade teacher was one of them. The school I was in had this program for children who were a little too on the loner side, had trouble making friends, fitting in amongst the majority, or were not up to the standards in education. I had issues that put me in several of those categories. So, halfway through 4th grade, I was assigned what they called a lunch buddy. This was an adult who came to spend time with one student once a week during lunch and recess lunch. This person would take the student out of the classroom (there was no cafeteria at that school) and spend lunch with them being there to talk to them, play games, and encourage them. This person even followed me when I changed schools the last month and a half of 5th grade. The school I moved to let her come. She was someone there that I actually became friends with and it kept the damage done by my 4th grade teacher down. I still suffer from some of that, and the stuff before that, but I know that it would have been worse if it hadn’t been for her. In fact, she even sent me a card recently, telling me she still thought of me. I was her last lunch buddy student. I still thank her to this day because she was my hero. She helped me when I needed it. I still employ some of the tactics she taught me too. So yeah, I thank her every day.