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@missy @penny @lemon
Here is my blog homework for this week!
Who is your superhero?
Well, I am going to have to do a fictitious superhero and a real superhero!
A fictitious superhero I have is Tank Girl. I have to be honest, I have a graphic novel of Tank Girl, but I have not yet read it! I have only really had familiarity with the Tank Girl movie (take that as you will, I know some people hate it and others like it). I will say though, I like how Lori Petty, who plays Rebecca (Tank Girl), plays the character....having no idea if it is similar in the comics. I admire the confidence, the badass vibe and quirkiness throughout the whole movie. I see the qualities that Lori Petty portrays in the movie as qualities I feel like I need some work on and would like to have. It is something about how quirky, outlandish and off the wall Rebecca (Tank Girl) is that makes me almost wish like I could be like her!
So my real superhero is my mom. She passed when I was 8 years old and I was the one who found her passed away. She may not have been perfect and no one is, but a lot of my decisions are because of her. She was a diabetic and insulin dependent. She didn't know that it could kill her by not taking insulin (so I was told, but I feel like undiagnosed depression may have been a good part of it too). When I was 14, I almost met the same fate, except I didn't know I was diabetic. I didn't want to meet the same fate as my mom and trust me, taking a needle twice a day was not on my list of things I wanted to do, but I needed to do it to live. People may think I'm crazy, but I'm a firm believer that even though she has been gone for a long time, she is still around in spirit. I can't explain some things that just seem to happen that make me think she is still looking out for me. There may be an explanation and it may just be pure coincidence, but I have had some thoughts that maybe it wasn't (case in point, I had aches a few years ago in my lower back around the area of my kidneys. I brushed it off as maybe sleeping the wrong way...it lasted a few days. My son comes out and said he had a dream and he was crying because his dream had me disappearing in a portal and just him and his dad were left. Mind you, he was 8 when this happened...same age as me when my mom passed. When I went to the doctor, after having thought about what he said all day, I discovered I had a kidney infection...my mom's kidneys essentially failed from diabetes and lack of control). It may sound weird and crazy, but I felt my mom spoke to my son that evening and pushed me to go to the doctor....knowing that everything that was going on was striking a chord. Coincidence? Maybe. However, I have always credited my mom with the decisions that I made. I only knew her for so long, but the impact she had and continues to have on my life remains....and that's why she is my superhero.
