Every Friday we unite for five minutes to write on one word. Only five minutes, that's all we get, that's all we have. And then, right where we are, no edits or second-thoughts, we publish those words. This week, we write on hero.
They come in all forms, and most times, their capes are invisible.
They come in all sizes because this morning I listened to a small four year old face comfort her 18 month old brother in a way I couldn't.
They are strong. Strong enough to endure long days, and illness, and children at your feet and pulling at your body which leads to pulling at your mind. They are strong because they have to watch you stumble, they have to hold you when you are sick, they have to be strong enough to let. you. go.
Heroes save us from ourselves, when we didn't realize we needed to be saved.
Heroes have built me into this woman, this person, this mother.
You can call them friends, mentors, Bigs, but heroes is what they are. It's just that you never saw their cape.