From Chicken Soup for the Soul Daily Inspirations for Women

August 16

As a single mother I tended to dwell on my shortcomings—how many evenings I had to spend poring over textbooks to earn my college degree; the number of things I couldn’t stretch my salary to buy.

One year Denny, my “baby,” was home from college. I padded to the kitchen to start breakfast and was greeted by a vase containing a dozen red roses and a note:

She took a day off from her busy schedule to take the boy to see his hero in the flesh at the stadium. It took three-and-a-half hours just to get there. On their arrival she took her hard-earned money to buy an overpriced T-shirt portraying his hero making a diving catch. After the game he had to get his hero’s autograph, so she stayed with the little boy until one o’clock in the morning in spite of her alarm clock would ring early. It took me long enough to realize it, but I finally know who the real hero is.

Denny McCormick and Lisa McCormick

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