My Hero
There are many heroes in my life. One hero that stands out the most to me is my dad. He is my hero because of the things that he has done for me and my family. He is the strongest man I know and he puts everyone before himself. My dad and I have a special relationship, he is my best friend. I go to him whenever I need help and when I am upset or when I am having problems. He always gives the best advice and always knows what to do. My dad is the one who puts food on the table and he is the reason why I have a roof over my head. He does so much for my family and he doesn’t realize how much I appreciate it because I don’t ever show it.He really is my hero but He has always been my hero and now he is gone. My Hero I lost my dad on November 24, 2007
When I remember my father, I will not think of the final months and years where he was wasting away. Instead I will remember the good times we had. Though they were far too few, they will be cherished and within my heart forever. So, in a way perhaps I have not really lost him after all.