My Heros

When I first started this campaign, I had no idea that it would end up where it has. As you may have read in my group, AC/DC For My Daddy, it all started with a dream. I imagined that I could do something spectacular for my parents, mostly my Dad, that they would enjoy and appreciate. I wanted them to know how much I really cared about them. I thought of buying them something, or throwing a party for them, or something small like that, but anything I thought of wasn't enough. One night, at about 3 in the morning, I was having some difficulty falling asleep, like always, and began to let my mind wander. I always have the best ideas when I just let my mind wander into abyss. Out of nowhere this fantastic idea came into my head. Sending my parents to Regina to see AC/DC. I couldn't do it alone, mainly because tickets were ridiculously expensive, so I thought of asking my brother and sister for help. Unfortunately, their finances weren't capable of helping to the fullest extent, so I decided I would ask a few other people. At first, I really didn't like the idea of asking for help, but I got over my pride and decided that if I really wanted it, I would have to ask. The immediate support I got was overwhelming. I couldn't believe how many people were willing to help. I was surprised every day by the people who I least expected calling me, or messaging me saying that they would donate money for my dear old mom and dad. I was surprised a lot, and overwhelmed a lot during this whole thing. One thing that didn't surprise me though, was how much love was out there for my Dad, and Mom of course. I always knew they were wonderful people, but part of me did suspect I was slightly bias, or biased or whatever that word is. I was proved a hundred times over that I was not - whatever that word is. SO MANY people love my parents.

When the time came to tell my parents about what I was doing, I got really nervous. My dad has always been a very reserved person, and prefers not to be anywhere near the spotlight, and I was scared to tell him that he was the focus of tons of people's minds for over a month. When I did tell them though, they both were speechless. Thankful of course, but speechless non the less. Over the course of only a couple hours, their lack of speech turned into undying gratitude and pride for their children. I was very happy to watch them get excited about their upcoming trip, all the while bragging to anyone who would listen what wonderful kids they had. I heard more times than I can count how great I am, and each time, I tried my hardest to get these people to understand that this is not about me, its about my parents. Even when the Star Phoenix called me (causing me to hyper ventilate, thinking "what the fuck what the fuck what the fuck" a hundred times), I still couldn't understand why this was turning out to be all about me. I don't want the attention, I don't want the compliments, I don't want anything! I did for my parents, and for people to realize how awesome they are. Now, after its all said and done, people are finally giving them the attention they deserve. My dad told me about so many people coming up to them in Moose Jaw and Regina saying, "I saw you in the paper!" or, "You must be wonderful parents to have children like that". One of my dad's coworkers sent me an email, saying how much he loved my dad, and gave me the best compliment I have ever had, and will ever have in my entire life; "You must be a lot like your parents". I am, and I am very proud of it. I couldn't have for better people in the world to have raised me and brother and sisters. My family is the envy of so many people, and for that I am thankful. I am glad my parents had a good time that they really and truly deserved. They are the BEST mother and father in the world. They are my heroes. If I end up being even half the parent they are, I'll be happy.