Heroes by definition are somewhat indescribable. Although, as the daughter of a highly proficient writer and creative thinker, I'll do my best. ;)
My mom is, without fail: generously present at all times when I need her, a constant source of strength and encouragement and an inspiration for how I shape my life. She is a best friend, a confidant and comrade. She challenges me - out of sheer love and grace - and I trust her with my heart and my very life.
I remain enormously grateful for her love and devotion towards me, as she has tirelessly proven both time after time.
As she dedicates her life to God, she has demonstrated His nature in raising me and without such, I would have not the privilege of becoming the person I am. Momma - you are my constant and I love you...
Strength, independence, spirituality, compassion and joy are forever stitched into my soul. These are a few of the qualities that were past down to me through the amazing woman that is my mom. Without a doubt, a gift from God.
In any area of growth - there is pruning. And often, pursuits of value are more difficult throughout the journey. In fact, growth by definition refers to an increase in some quantity over time. Time is something my Dad and I haven't always had, but growth in certainly intrinsic in our relationship.
My person-hood has been shaped by not only his DNA, but also by who he is and our life experiences over that time.
We share in a common sense of adventure and both enjoy pursuits of hard work and He has show me aspects of love I would have not otherwise wrestled with.
I thank him for who I am and how I came to be, and for continuing the journey with me in who we are both becoming...
"I hope you were paying attention cause you are leading us through the woods back to the truck." It wasn't easy but we eventually made it. It was times like these that instilled awareness, patience, confidence and the ability to always find my way back home. My dad is at the root of my passion for nature and the outdoors.
If two people could be separated at birth and not know it, it's Misty and I. We couldn't look any less alike, but if hearts are bound by blood, then we’ve got the best kind nourishing the veins of our friendship. Gene pool aside - she is my sister.
Whichever of her many nicknames I call her, I know I always can - call on her for one of the best laughs I get in life, for an ear that’s inclined to listen to my woes or my delights, and for a friend who is constant and present. The opportunities we have to serve and contribute to each others lives nourish our hearts and souls.
Our friendship began nearly a decade ago and everyday secures its place in eternity.
My brotha from another motha...and fatha, still my bro. I have benefited immensely from Surya's unwavering support and pure heart, through endless days of surfing and just enjoying the journey.
My Shashers and I met in utero – literally – and little did we know we'd have the privilege of being so highly and lovingly integrated into each others lives!
Our heritage is rich and our history has been spun with summer camps, teenage crushes & heartbreaks, actual hand-written letters and giddy, good ole’ girly fun! We’ve racked up countless phone time & in person “loopy hour” conversations - only enhanced by peanut m&m’s and microwave nachos.
The strings of our lives have knotted together by an unswerving commitment to love each other, no matter what we shared and how honestly we shared it.
We lifelines to one another - family - forever...
A hippie disguised as a redneck. He goes through life proclaiming peace and love, distracting everyone with his wit and charm. At night he pastes on his handlebar stash looking for the nearest neon Anheuser Busch sign. A quarter in the jukebox for some much needed George Strait to drown out the Bob Marley echoing in his head.
Amanda and I are famous world-wide for our living room dance parties. Ok, so maybe we're not so much renown, but we are our biggest fans.
Seriously, this one steals your heart - especially when you get to have multiple sleep over parties where you get to pour your heart out, giggle till' you pee, come up with new words and discover perfect uses for old ones. In only a few short years, we've delighted in many memory creating opportunities including 2 states covered in 1 day road trips, memorable concerts, quaint cafe' conversations and those epic dance parties. Because of it all, we have developed a deep love and affection for that which concerns our lives ... I heart you Manderz.
He could probably maim you with his pinkie toe in 1.2 seconds, but I trust him with my life. You have to trust the one on the other end of the rope. Since we met I have been the tumble weed caught up in the whirlwind that is Dave.
If everyone had a friend like Shirley, the world would be a better place! This dear one is a contradiction in terms however. She fights - with love. A determined pursuer of freedom - she has fought on my behalf many and tireless times - coaching me through trial and allowing me to discover a voice of victory.
A dedicated mother and partner to her family, her borders extend to her worldwide family, with fervor and passion.
I am immensely grateful to have her in my life and know that our lives, although they may not merge alongside each other in pattern, will always be connected in heart.
We've been through it all....A true big brother, I'm actually taller. Brian is the bark to my core, he put my innocence before his and I am forever indebted. We have a bond that will never be broken.