Starting from (Mrs) Scratch

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   Dec
   

   30 Day Blog Challenge- Day 29

   Who is your hero?

   Ok…so again I’m a little late. Maybe I’ve been preoccupied with Christmas shopping, nursery decorating, a crazy 15 month old…or maybe I’ve been procrastinating this post.

   To be honest, I have no idea who my hero is. I’m sure there are a lot though. There are the generic peeps like those protecting our country and teachers who somehow manage to make learning fun or at least enjoyable enough where kids actually retain things…not to mention having to deal hang out with tens/hundreds/thousands of kids every day/week/month/year.

   On a more personal level, but still a huge group…I would say single moms are my hero. I CANNOT image what it would be like to raise a child, let alone more than one, as a single parent. No downtime and all the responsibility.

   My mom was a single parent for many years and looking back I see how hard she must have worked, but I never knew. I never felt lacking in anything. She was always there. She worked full time as a waitress and I did go to daycare, but I loved it. I’m sure it was expensive, I’m sure that in the summer when I got to do all the awesome activities like rollerskating and movies, etc…it was a hard expense to afford. But I never knew. She was there for dinner every night, homework, parent teacher conferences, weekend adventures, etc..I suppose she would be one of my heroes for sure. Strong, Smart, Generous, Loving, and An Awesome Sense of Style. :) Did I mention that she’s awesome with finances and budgets? So lucky she instilled that in me.

   Also, I have to mention my grandparents, who helped take care of me while my mom worked. They had other things going on with their lives, but were (and still is) there for me no matter what.So grateful for them and the love that I always felt.

   My dad, who is actually my step-dad…but never made me feel any less than his bio daughter. (Even when I went into a panic attack and started crying uncontrollably at my Uncle’s wedding because I though he was “ruining” my mom by giving her alcohol. #1 I was 9 and it had been just my mom and me for 5 years. and #2 He most likely was not giving my mom alcohol…since I’m not sure if my mom ever drinks. EVER. And what’s really wrong with alcohol anyway. ;p.) Anyway…he has always been there…through good times, bad times, nightmares, homework, field days, bugs in my room, and anything else you can think of. He didn’t have to. He had his own kids…as well as my half sister (who I really “whole love”…anyone guess what movie that’s from? Anyone? Bonus points if you know) and yet I felt no different from them. He’s smart, dedicated, loving, funny, hardworking, and definitely deserves to be one of my heroes.

   Alright, so I guess my heroes are those that helped raise me to be the person I am today. They weren’t perfect, but who is? I only hope that Scratch and I and our families and friends help Miss Scratch and Scratch Jr to grow into the amazing people that I know they will be.

   -J
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