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My mother is one of my heroes because of all she endured to raise me and my brother with a sense of values. My husband will always be a hero to me because he allowed my daughter & I to move into his home, take over his bedroom, he took care of us, and never ask me for anything. I did not even have a job. He told me just clean up after myself. How can you not fall for a guy like that? My Mamaw is also a hero because she taught me about all my family's history and the long lines back in history and where we came from and she tried her hardest to past all that information on to me so I can let the younger generations know about it all. My last hero but not least in any way, is my brother, he has endured a lot over his very young life, God gave him a second chance on Mother's day this year, God found him a liver, gave it to him, and made him well again. (Before you ask, no he’s not an alcoholic, nor has he ever been.) He will hopefully now out live us all with his beautiful wife, wonderful daughter and a son on the way.