A hero does not need to be able to scale a tall building, have super powers or fly. A true hero is not judged by strength and courage; instead, a true hero is judged by the size of his/her heart, what impact the person has on your life or what he/she does. My hero is someone close to me; a person who has always been there for me, in good times and bad, never letting me down. Always by my side, helping to guide me down the right path in life.
She is the one who understands me the most. My “guardian angel” in disguise if, I may say so myself. It is as though she is the only one who I can talk to when I have problems. She is better than an imaginary friend. There are no words to describe how much she means to me. She is caring, kind, loving, understanding, thoughtful, gentle, helpful and a perfect friend. She portrays her love for me in so many ways.
When I am down, she lifts me up, when I am sad, she cheers me up. Whenever I have a feud with anyone, even my parents, and start sobbing, she is always there to settle the feud so I will be cheery and go back to my bubbly and perky attitude again. She never fails to put a grin back on my face and lift my spirits sky high once again. She is a person who never lets me down. I can always count on her no matter what. I have never ever met a more compassionate and gentle person in my whole life. She is always so calm and she is never too busy to hear me out and help me find a solution to my problems. She is always there for me.
There are also times when I feel so poignant and down in the dumps that I would refuse to speak to anyone and those are the times when she will automatically come to comfort me. It is as if she can sense when there is something wrong. It can be uncanny, but I feel pleased that there is at least one person who truly understands me, especially at times when I really feel dejected.
There are many times when I had forgotten to thank her for what she has done for me. I hope this story would say it all, how I truly feel about her and everything she has helped me with.
No, she is not my mother or my close friend. She is my grandmother. Despite being 43 years older, she is still my best friend no matter what. She is my true hero as she accomplished something that no other being in my life could undertake, something more than a friend. A true friend. She is someone whom I treasure the most in my life. She really means a lot to me and I really do not know what I will do if we are ever separated. As I said before, she really is my “guardian angel”.