Sunday Scribblings-Holding Out For A Hero

I need a hero I’m holding on for a hero ‘til the end of the night He’s gotta be strong And he’s gotta be fast And he’s gotta be fresh from the fight I need a hero I’m holding on for a hero ‘til the morning light He’s gotta be sure And it’s gotta be soon And he’s gotta be larger than life

I clicked over to SS today and as soon as I saw the prompt, this song popped into my head and just won't go away. It's an old Bonnie Tyler song, and I think it dates back to the 80's. And although it wasn't a real favorite of mine back then, it seems to be speaking to me today.

Fact is, I really need a hero these days, and I think this is the guy I'm looking for. You know the kind of guy I mean - a cross between Hercules and George Clooney - who would just ride in on his white horse, whisk away all my worries and cares, pamper and protect me, and send all those black-hatted bad guys off into the sunset. I can see him now, hot, sweaty, and fresh from the fight ~sigh.

Of course, this hero really is larger than life. But I think the reason I'm so fixated on this superman is that I've been trying to be my own hero for what seems like forever, and its making me tired and a little bit crazy. I want to hand over all life's worries - the health problems, the money concerns, the aging parents, the job woes - to someone strong and fast enough to fix them or make them go away.

But I kinda feel like I'm hanging out on top of that huge precipice, waiting for my hero to come along. I'll keep holding on...but he's gotta be sure, and it's gotta be soon.