Sunday, October 07, 2012
I have been thinking about my hero more today than usual. I don't know why, but I just have. Maybe it's because I am trying to get my life back on track to being the best it can be, and he is the one who always gave me the encouragement that I can do anything!
My hero taught me mostly everything positive I know. One of the most important things he taught me is that no matter how hard things get, I can prevail! By his example, he showed me that if I worked hard and be honest with everyone - including myself - that not only can I enjoy the life that I was given, but I can always make it better. He believed in the "vision of life" and with his life, he ultimately succeed. He impacted not only me, but many people and saw that his life was just part of that mission.
He told me many times that life is an experience. That life happens only once in a lifetime! He said we should all approach life with our best foot forward. There will be times when we face dangers, but we must always take the giant leap.
He cheered for me and listened to my dreams - especially when the outside world didn't cheer for me. He helped manifest my purpose.
I have found that most everyone has a hero in his or her life. Some of them are Martin Luther King Jr., Mother Teresa, Rosa Parks, Abraham Lincoln, Susan B. Anthony, Nelson Mandela (all of them deserving to be in this category). But my hero is my father, and his name is Peter L. Green.
Tragedy, my hero died this year. He died on January 13th after a 4 month courageous battle of skin cancer. What started as a small mole on top of his ear (the dermatologist told him to come back in six weeks to get it removed, and when he did come back, the doctor said it was to severe and that now he should go to a EMT). Long story short, the EMT removed his left ear in September 2011 and told my beautiful mother, sisters and me that my father's melanoma is now in stage 4 (the cancer has spread to his lymph system) and he only a few months left to live.
One of the last things he told me before he died was to never ever give up. Always do my best, because I may never get a second chance. But mostly, be proud of who I am. So on that note, I am trying to do that. I am trying to get not only my body back to the best it can be, but mostly my mind and soul.
(Below is a picture of me and my hero taken a few years ago.)