Heroes

Today in Church we talked about heroes, so it got me thinking about who my heroes were/are and why. First here is the definition of hero: a person, typically a man, who is admired or idealized for courage, outstanding achievements, or noble qualities. From that here is my definition of hero: a person whom I admire for their noble qualities. The first person I remember being my hero was my Grandmother Hilda, I always felt like she accepted me no matter what, but also encouraged me to do my best and try new things. I also knew that she knew Our Savior and had a very strong testimony of Him and His gospel. Next would have to be my Grandpa Burbidge, even though he died when I was 5 and I don't remember him very well, I do remember watching him work in his carpentry shop out in back of their house and I know he was always a good worker and a good provider for his family. Grandma Burbidge, she was always kind and made beautiful quilts. Grandma Gehring, she was always such a hard worker and I always admired her gardening and crafting skills. Those are the heroes of my youth, and they are still my heroes now even though they have all passed away. Several years ago I found out about my Grandma's Grandma Ruth M Pack who had to leave her family behind to follow the Latter-Day Saints to Kirkland, Ohio and join the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints. I got to read about her life and I admire her courage and strength; she is one of my heroes. My mother is one of my heroes, she lives the gospel, teaches it to her children by example and by word, and she is just one of those people who has joie de vivre, and an energizer battery. There are many others in my life who have influenced me for good and set a positive example. I thank my Savior Jesus Christ for them, and for all my heroes. He is my Greatest hero.