My Hero Is My Father

Wherever I am, my hero is always on my mind no matter what the circumstances are. My hero, is my father who always goes above and beyond for my family even when all he wants to really do is sleep most of the time. When my father was just a young boy, he was already going through a lot with his parents divorcing and only seeing his father and never his mother. My Nana, my father’s mother, only came back into my father’s life because of the fact that my father was extremely ill and young and could have died from it. Although, all he was put through as a child with bouncing between his mother and father every so many days, he turned out to be the perfect man and no man could ever be better. My father and mother met over a beer keg that my mother got for her birthday in July the year after they graduated high school, he was a major party person, and her, not so much. My mom wanted the keg empty so she could return it and her boyfriend at the time introduced them and they hit it off as friends for a while. Once my mom was single as well as my father they decided they would give it a chance because they knew that they had something special. Once my mother tied my father down, she gave him a huge lecture in the car while he was with his friend Dave, her

My dad tends to be silly with us and picks on us when we are in a bad mood or even just when he is bored. We may get a thousand voicemails from him while we are at work just of him telling us that he loves us or we may come home to a little piece of chocolate from when he went to the store at nine in the morning. He just wants to make sure we are always good because at any moment anything can happen. My dad also always also makes sure we come home to a cooked meal and that we aren’t going to sleep with a hungry stomach and that all of our cravings are