I admire the two people who worked so hard throughout our lives to make sure that my brother and I grew up feeling loved and like we were the center of someone's world. I admire the fact that my mother worked at night while we slept to get just a couple of hours of sleep and be up in the morning when we wake up to take care of us. And my father devoted his energy and time to his business to make sure my brother and I had everything we wanted and more. I don't understand how my parents did it. They work so much but still make time for their children. My parents are truly amazing people who created a warm and safe environment in which I could grow and evolve. I remember as a child, if I ever had a bad dream or was worried that the monsters under my bed would come and get me when I was sleeping. I could always go to my parents' room because I knew that no matter what time it was or how early they had to start work the next day, they would stay up with me until I fell asleep. I could always count on my heroes to be there whenever I feel like I need someone. I count on my parents to be there for me even today. My parents dedicated their entire lives to protecting me and my brother. And that's exactly how I feel when I think about my parents,