There are heroes and then there are SUPER HEROES. Those individuals who leapt buildings in a leaping bound, the wonder women with magical bracelets and an invisible plane.
Man, I’d like an invisible plane. That would be super cool.
When I was younger I wanted to be a member of the A-Team. I thought the Colonel Smith was the best, loving it when a plan comes together. Who wouldn’t have a crush of Faceman? I wanted to big brother like BA Baracus (I thought at least one of his necklaces would look good on me). And Madman Murdock? He was just like this Uncle I had…Anyway I thought, as a tween, I would be cool and safe as a member of the A-Team.
Then I grew up.
And I realized the superheroes are not that common. That a plan doesn’t always come together. That you need to sometimes be a BA to get things accomplished. I also realized something else. Superheroes come in all ages.
The woman who hugged another in an elevator.
The father who pushes his son every year in the Boston Marathon.
The soldiers near and afar who put their lives at risk every day so I can sit in my home and drink my wine.
The makers of my wine.
The grandmother who looked at a child having a temper tantrum and told the parents it does get better.
The doctors who saved my daughter’s life.
The therapists who enrich Boo’s life making her the best she can be.
The school teachers who have more patience than Saint Teresa.
The friends and family who answer my HELP ME calls.
The people who run into the emergency rather than running away.
But I do have one SUPER HERO….
Who looks at her sister with love and empathy. Who has adored her sister from the moment they met.
The sister who braved multiple hospitalizations to see her baby sister. The girl that explains to other children that Boo has a “funny” pattern in her brain that makes her “special”. The girl who has attended so many therapy appointments that she can run her own. Last week, after coming home from a sleep over, Allie took the time to go through Boo’s speech therapy:
Boo: I EKRJWORYOWEHFOFJSFROREEEEEEEEEE
This is a super hero at just nine years old. Allie possess the ability to calm her sister, to hold on while Boo deal with a hazmat situation, who calms a head-banging moment, helps her swing and jump. Allie is the protector and the “mad” girl who cracks Boo up with her antics. Kind of like the A-TEAM all mixed into one little package.
It helps that she is cute beyond belief.
I hope to she maintains her membership in the hero society. I cannot wait to see how she changes the world.
Who’s your hero?