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Everyday Heroes

heroesOne of my favorite times of the day is in the morning as I wake up. I’m somewhere between drowsy and coherency. I drift along paying no attention to anything in particular. The quiet of the morning lays on me like a warm blanet as I prepare to leave the land of limbo knowing in a few minutes I’ll stir and join the land of the active living.

In my waking period this morning, I heard a comment on the television that resonated with me. The speaker said, “Real heroes are those people who go about their normal day and rise to the occasion when they need to.” In my half awake state, I agreed. There are heroes all around us who we rarely recognize.

Instead we hear about soldiers, police, and firemen who protect us from ourselves. Thank God we have people like them who are willing to do these kinds of jobs, but do they do them to serve the community or do they do them for the adrenalin rush they feel every time a call comes in and they spring into action? My Dad was a volunteer fireman for over forty years, and my ex-husband did this work for over twenty, so I recognize the look in their eyes when they are called into action. Like I said, I’m glad they did what they did, but are they heroes in the true sense of the word?

Or are heroes those who live good lives with love in their hearts for everyone who crosses their paths. Are heroes the volunteers who teach our children the joys of outdoors through scouting and 4H Clubs? Are heroes people who check on their elderly neighbors, helping where they can without being asked? Are heroes people who give rides to people who can’t drive or aren’t lucky enough to have a car? Are heroes the nurses who are dead on their feet and still find time to give you a genuine smile?

You’ll never hear about people like this on the six o’clock news because for some reason the people who own the networks seem to think inspiring a culture rooted in fear sells more advertising. The stories of everyday heroes are just not exciting enough.

Personally, a hero for me is one who opens a door for my husband as he rolls through in his motorized wheel chair. A hero for me is a person who wears a smile and has a kind word for others even when they carry pain with them everyday. A hero for me is someone who turns a personal tragedy into a positive outcome for someone else.

We are all connected, people. We need to appreciate the heroes in our lives who don’t wear medals or are awarded plaques. Medals tarnish. Plaques are thrown in the attic into a long-forgotten box. But a smile or a kind gesture will live on–sometimes forever.

Quotes From a Hero

The other day,  The Daily Posts  blog challenged people to write about their favorite quote. Like so many other things in life, I don’t have one quote that is my favorite–I have hundreds of them! Why? Well, it is for the same reason I have a half dozen pairs of black shoes. One quote doesn’t fit every occasion.

However, I was able to settle on the wisdom of one woman–Eleanore Roosevelt. She was amazing! Here are some of her words of wisdom to contemplate. Eleanor Roosevelt

“Great minds discuss ideas; average minds discuss events; small minds discuss people.” 

“No one can make you feel inferior without your consent.”

“A woman is like a tea bag—you can’t tell how strong she is until you put her in hot water.” – Eleanor Roosevelt

“I think at a child’s birth, if a mother could ask a fairy godmother to endow it with the most useful gift, that gift should be curiosity.”

“Friendship with oneself is all important, because without it one cannot be friends with anyone else in the world.”

“Happiness is not a goal; it is a by-product.”

“A little simplification would be the first step toward rational living.”

Don’t you just wish you had one drop of her wisdom and way with words?  She was one of the most out-spoken first ladies of our country and was in the White House with her husband at some of the most dire times in history. She wrote a newspaper column entitled, My Day, which gave hope for the future when the country was experiencing some of its worst times.

It’s hard to imagine she was a shy child who had lost both of her parents by the time she was 10 years old. She was scurried off to Europe for her education after that and probably due to sheer survival, she came out of her shell. Lucky for all of us that she did!

After she married Franklin, they had 6 children together and during World War I she became active in the Red Cross. In 1921 when her husband suffered an attack of polio, she helped Franklin pursue his political career. She gave press conferences and stepped forward into the political scene.

When she became first lady in 1933, Eleanore was not content to stay in the background. Instead, she showed the world the potential value of a strong woman and became an important part of American politics. She even traveled abroad to visit U. S. troops during World War II. And this is just the beginning for this courageous trail blazer.

After President Roosevelt’s death, she served the United Nations General Assembly. She also became chair of the UN’s Human Rights Commission. As a member of the Human Rights Commission, she helped to write the Universal Declaration of Human Rights—an effort that she considered to be her greatest achievement. She also authored several books.

Her full life ended in 1962. She’s one of my heroes, and one of those people I’d love share a cup of tea with.

Do you have a famous quote? Or like me, a hero? Who are they and why do you revere them? Let me know. I can always use more heroes in my life.


Know Any “Nice Guys?”

working togetherHave you ever wondered why people believe that “Nice Guys Finish Last?” I know I have. Today, it’s almost a prerequisite  a person must be a crook or a psychopath to be successful.  Maybe not a clinical psychopath, but at least a person who has no trouble laying people off before Christmas. These people would rather sell their soul to the devil than to ever fail.

Do we really relish these people destined to end up on the “American Greed” television program? Do we want to know about people who cheat and steal? Perhaps we feel vindicated when a bad guy gets what he or she deserves. But it baffles me why selfish, mean bastards always seem to end up on the top of the world, able to enjoy all of the wonderful things money can buy.

I think Nice Guys “finish last” because they don’t CARE about finishing FIRST. They’re too busy working to worry about the news media. They don’t need publicity to do what is right. They have a special gene which dictates they must make things better, make people feel good about themselves, and make the world a better place.  They don’t get angry, they get to work. They treat others fairly. They are tough in all the right ways. They care about their communities and don’t need the notoriety. Most nice guys I know would rather work quietly behind the scenes, instead of standing in the spotlight.

I liked nice guys. They’re strong people with principles. They’re genuine and caring. You don’t have to guess what they’re thinking; they will gladly tell you. They don’t let petty injustices get the best of them. They have courage to do what is right. They get up everyday, work hard and win the respect of those around them. They are the heroes of the world.

Oh, and one more thing — nice guys aren’t always male.