He didn't get a chance.He wasn't allowed full attention.Much less comprehension.He pretty much lost his voice.His family had a lot of expectations for him.What did he do wrong?To grow up and live a happy life...isn't that enough for his parents?To make something of himself.Through my eyes,he did.Give us plenty of grandchildren.That's just selfish.

He was looked down upon for who he was.Humiliated for being himself.I can't imagine how tough it must have been.To be treated as a pariah because of what you chose to be.He went through that.He was able to cope with all that shame.

That's why I admired you.

You didn't cower away in the shadows like any other person would.You didn't cave in to all the hate you got.You stood up to them.You just faced them head-on and said,"So what?I am who i am!"

So you might think you didn't do anything during the time you were here,but you did.You stood up for yourself and showed courage.

So you might think you didn't do much,but through my eyes,you were the true definition...of a hero.