Chapter 11 - 11: My Hero
As I sat down in my room, mories from my past surged forward, overwhelming
like a rushing river. Taking a deep breath, I braced myself to revisit a part of my life that I rarely talked about.
...
Date: February 3, 2002
Location: California City
As a 5-year-old Jonathan Anderson sat in front of his television set, he was captivated by the spiderman cartoon images flashing across the screen. It was a Sunday morning, and his favorite show, Spider-Man, was on.
"Spider-Man, Spider-Man," Jonathan sang along with the catchy the song, his eyes glued to the animated action unfolding before him. "Does whatever a spider can."
"Is he strong? Listen bud, he's got radioactive blood," Jonathan sang along enthusiastically, his imagination soaring with each verse. "Can he swing from a thread?
As Jonathan playing, pretending to be Spider-Man, his uncle Chris watched with interest. Chris wasn't just Jonathan's uncle, he was his favorite visitor, often coming over to spend ti with his nephew. Jonathan's parents, Luke and Maria, always enjoyed Chris's visits. Luke, Jonathan's dad, and Chris were brothers, sharing a strong bond despite their different paths in life. Maria, Jonathan's mom, was Filipino, while Luke was Arican.
"Hey there, little Spidey," Chris said with a chuckle, approaching Jonathan with a smile. "Having fun pretending to be your favorite superhero?"
Jonathan smiled at his uncle, nodding eagerly. "Yeah, Uncle Chris! I'm Spider-Man! I can swing from webs and fight bad guys, just like him!"
Chris ruffled Jonathan's hair affectionately. "That's the spirit, kiddo. But rember, being a hero isn't just about the fancy moves and cool gadgets. It's about doing what's right and helping others even when it's tough and spiderman never give up even life hits him hard like a brick."
Jonathan nodded, taking in his uncle's words. "So, like Spider-Man never gives up, right?"
Chris smiled warmly. "Exactly, just like that. Spider-Man shows us that even when things get rough, we keep going. That's what real heroes do."
Growing up, I often witnessed my uncle's acts of kindness within our neighborhood. Our houses were next to each other, so I got to see everything he did up close. Whether it was assisting elderly won with their belongings, treating children to candies, or aiding in the search for lost pets. My uncle was super kind.
At first, I didn't really understand what my uncle ant by never giving up, even when life gets hard, because I was just a little five-year-old back then.
I rember a mont when I was 8 years old, curious about why my uncle always went out of his way to help others in our neighborhood. When I asked him about it, his response was simple yet profound.
"Do I need a reason to help them?" he replied with a smile.
I was taken aback by his response. It was such a simple yet profound answer. It made
realize that kindness didn't always need a motive or a reason. It was sothing you did simply because it was the right thing to do. From that mont on, I began to understand the true aning of compassion and selflessness.
...
My parents died last month, February. I rember back then
Date: April 3 2012
The pain of losing my parents was like an open wound that just wouldn't close. They ant everything to , my rocks, my love, my guide. And suddenly, they were gone, leaving
feeling empty, like there was a hole in my life that couldn't be patched up.
The accident happened out of nowhere. One minute, we were all together, laughing and joking, and the next, they were gone. It felt like the world had shattered beneath my feet, leaving
lost in this sadness and confusion.
During those tough tis, Uncle Chris was always there for . He listened when I needed to talk, and he was like a steady rock, keeping
grounded when everything felt like it was falling apart. His love and support ant everything to .
"Kiddo, you can stay at our house, you know," Uncle Chris said, his voice gentle and reassuring. "your Aunt Lesa is worried about you, and Sarah would love to have you around."
I looked into his eyes, seeing the genuine concern and love shining back at . In that mont, I knew that I wasn't alone, that I had a family who cared for
and would support
no matter what.
"Thank you, Uncle Chris," I said, my voice choked with emotion. "But... I don't want to leave my house, Uncle. Those houses are full of mories with our families. Rember how we ate together as a happy family, you, , my parents, Aunt Lesa, and cousin Sarah? I rember those days, and besides, we are neighbors. You can still visit
there."
Uncle Chris nodded understandingly, his expression filled with empathy. "I understand, kid. You're still 15. I will be your guardian. I will visit you from ti to ti, just like I always do."
.....
Now I understand what my uncle ant all those years ago.
That's when Uncle Chris's words from all those years ago ca flooding back to . When I was just a five-year-old, watching Spider-Man cartoons with him, He said sothing, a lesson that would stay with
forever.
"Spider-Man never gives up, even when life hits him hard like a brick," he had said with a reassuring smile.
Back then, I didn't really understand what he ant, but now, looking back on everything I had been through, it all makes sense.
Life had indeed hit
hard, like a brick, with the loss of my parents. But just like Spider-Man, I knew I couldn't give up. I had to keep moving forward, no matter how tough things got.
On March 7, 2018, I was a 21-year-old senior in college. my uncle had been diagnosed with cancer. Seeing him suffer was heartbreaking, and I spent many days at the hospital, praying for his recovery
As I sat by his bedside, my uncle noticed the sadness in my eyes. "What's with the sad look?" he asked , his voice filled with concern.
"Uncle, I'm scared that you won't..... make it," I admitted, my voice trembling with emotion.
"Don't worry, kiddo," my uncle reassured , his eyes filled with determination. "I won't go down without a fight. I want to battle this cancer. I want to attend your graduation day."
His words gave
hope in the midst of the sadness. But then, sothing he said brought tears to my eyes.
"Even if I'm gone, I'll always be with you," he said softly, his voice filled with determination and love, for his nephew, for his family.
Cancer
by My Chemical Romance
Lyrics:
Turn away
If you could get
a drink
Of water 'cause my lips are chapped and faded
Call my aunt Marie
Help her gather all my things
And bury
In all my favorite colors
My sisters and my brothers, still
I will not kiss you
'Cause the hardest part of this
Is leaving you
Now turn away
'Cause I'm awful just to see
'Cause all my hair's abandoned all my body
All my agony
Know that I will never marry
Baby I'm just soggy from the chemo
But counting down the days to go
It just ain't living
And I just hope you know
That if you say (if you say)
Good-bye today (good-bye today)
I'd ask you to be true (I'd ask you to be true)
'Cause the hardest part of this
Is leaving you
'Cause the hardest part of this
Is leaving you
.....
Graduation Day
On graduation day, mixed feelings filled
as I walked up to collect my diploma. Joy bubbled up inside, proud of what I'd accomplished. But there was also a heavy heart, knowing my uncle was fighting cancer.
As they called my na, I looked around, trying to find people I knew. And then, I saw him: my uncle, sitting there with a tired but proud look on his face.
Approaching my uncle in the crowd, my heart raced. I was stunned to see him there, knowing that he has a cancer to fight. But Despite looking tired and his hands trembling slightly, he had a proud smile on his face, his eyes shining with love and pride as he watched
on stage.
Uncle Chris," I stamred, barely believing my eyes as I approached him. "I--- I can't be-believe t-that
you're here.
He pulled
into a tight embrace, his arms warm and comforting around . "I wouldn't miss this for the world, kid," he murmured, his voice was like a comforting reassurance, that calming my nerves.
"Uncle Chris," I said, my voice choked with emotion as I embraced him tightly. Despite his illness, he had mustered the strength to be there for
on this important day, defying the odds and showing
once again what true resilience looked like.
"I'm really happy you ca," I managed to say, my voice trembling with gratitude.
He squeezed my hand gently, his eyes eting mine with unwavering love and pride. "Of course, I'll always be here for you, kid. No matter what."
He patted my shoulder affectionately, His eyes were filled with tears. "You've made us all proud, kid," he said softly, his voice trembling with emotion. "Congratulations kid."
I held back tears, my throat tight with emotion "Couldn't do it without you, Uncle. You've always been my hero."
His smile grew wider, his eyes shining with pride. "That's what family is for, kid," he said, his voice steady despite the tears in his eyes. "We stick together, no matter what cos our way. And today, seeing you up there, graduating with honors... Well, I couldn't be prouder than what I am now."
Tears filled my eyes, and my heart swelled with pride. "I love you, Uncle Chris," I said, my words heavy with emotion, pouring out from deep within .
As he enveloped
in another hug, holding
close, I felt the warmth of his embrace and the reassurance of his love. "I love you too, kid," he whispered, his voice calm and soothing, a comforting presence in the midst of my emotions. "Always rember that."
And in that mont, with my family's love around , I realized that no matter what happened next, I'd hold onto my uncle's words and love forever. He was more than an uncle; he was like a second father, always there with his wisdom and kindness to help
through life's toughest monts.
.....
Sad Song Song by We The Kings
Lyrics:
You and I
We're like fireworks and symphonies exploding in the sky
With you, I'm alive
Like all the missing pieces of my heart, they finally collide
So stop ti right here in the moonlight
'Cause I don't ever wanna close my eyes
Without you, I feel broke
Like I'm half of a whole
Without you, I've got no hand to hold
Without you, I feel torn
Like a sail in a storm
Without you, I'm just a sad song
I'm just a sad song
With you, I fall
It's like I'm leaving all my past in silhouettes up on the wall
With you, I'm a beautiful ss
It's like we're standing hand and hand with all our fears up on the edge
So stop ti right here in the moonlight
'Cause I don't ever wanna close my eyes
Without you, I feel broke
Like I'm half of a whole
Without you, I've got no hand to hold
Without you, I feel torn
Like a sail in a storm
Without you, I'm just a sad song
You're the perfect lody
The only harmony I wanna hear
You're my favorite part of
With you standing next to
I've got nothing to fear
Without you, I feel broke
Like I'm half of a whole
Without you, I've got no hand to hold
Without you, I feel torn
Like a sail in a storm
Without you
Without you, I feel broke
Like I'm half of a whole
Without you, I've got no hand to hold
Without you, I feel torn
Like a sail in a storm
Without you, I'm just a sad song
I'm just a sad song
I'm just a sad song
I'm just a sad song
A year later, my uncle passed away, and I was heartbroken. But even in my sadness, I found comfort in believing that he, along with my parents, would always watch over
from above. He was my hero, just like Spider-Man strong and resilient. As the saying goes, "Everyone can wear a mask," and for , my uncle wore the mask of a hero every day of his life.
"So yeah, that's why I ended up saving that little girl, even though it cost
my life in the process. Then suddenly, I found myself here in this Spider-Man universe in 1947, reborn as Michael Wilson, a 15-year-old kid. That's when it hit
– I wanted to help Peter Parker, just like my uncle helped .
You see, Peter's story resonates with . He's lost his parents, just like I have, and he has his Uncle Ben, just like I had my Uncle Chris. When Uncle Ben died, it felt like I was going through my own loss all over again. That's when it hit , I didn't want Peter to go through that pain. I want to be there for him, to prevent what happened to Uncle Ben, and to teach him everything I've learned along the way.
Even without you, System, the Spider-Man system, I was determined to teach Peter. But now that you're here, it'll be even easier. Together, we can guide Peter, help him grow, and hopefully, prevent him from experiencing the sa loss i did."
To be Continued
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