Admire; to regard somebody or
something with approval, appreciation, or respect.
Approve, respect, regard, to be in
awe of, to marvel.
Where do I start?? There are so many
people I admire all for different reasons. I sat and tried to think of one
person I admire and I decided I would do the most important people, they all deserve
to be recognized.
My husband definitely fits the
description of admire. I have admiration for my husband because he has overcome
adversity. Since the beginning of his life he had trials, he was born into an
abusive, addiction ridden, and poverty stricken family. He was ridiculed his
entire childhood and never had the opportunity to have a best friend. Life
threw us a curveball a little over three years ago when my husband became
disabled. He never quit, instead of giving up he found new passions in life. He
is the most amazing father; each time I watch him with the children I am in awe
of his love for them.
She is seventy two years old and I
hope I am a tenth of what she is someday. Despite her chronological age, her
physical age is forty five. She takes care of elderly in their home; cooking,
cleaning, anything they may need from her. Losing her husband at the age of
thirty six left her with six children to raise by herself, and a grandchild on
the way. A highly influential person in my life that has shaped me into the
person I am today; I dread the day that she will no longer be in my life the
way I need her to be. She is my grandmother, and I say with pride that I am her
granddaughter.
When you think of what a mother
should be, a vision of my mother is what I see. Although she is flawed she is
resilient. She became a mother when she was just fifteen years old and then
gave birth to me at the age of eighteen. Despite the stigma of teen mothers, she
set out to prove everyone wrong! She was what we call the Kool-Aid mom, snacks
waiting for us when we got home, hime room mother, and our biggest advocate. I
have learned to always go the extra mile from her; to do everything with your
heart, and to cherish your children when they are little. Ten years ago she had
a surgery that ended in the loss of her legs. She took it with stride and
realized that there is a reason for this and it would not stop her from being
who she was. She is amazing!
Last but certainly not least my
father, my friend. Anyone who knows our family will certainly tell you I am my father’s
daughter. I look like my father and have most of who I am a reflection of my
dad. He is strong, brilliant, caring, generous, and stubborn. Although raised
in a horrible home, he has been an incredible role model for me. I always held
men to the standard of my father, what a man should be like. My husband has
lived up to those expectations and more. I am eternally grateful to my father
for setting the bar so that I did not settle for less than I deserved.
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