Role models

My father was a wonderful role model in that although he had neither money or status he was always chirpy, always had nice things to say about people and always helped others wherever he could.

The women in my family were all strong hardworking types so I haven't had much choice really.................

My two sisters are my role models. They have been through so much horrible stuff and they are strong (although they think they are not), no nonsense, non-materialistic, caring, not 'up themselves', unpretentious, hard working women.

Both my parents were role models in different ways, mum was strong and wise and supportive, and my dad was generous in every way, kind, always cheerful and also supportive.
There was a lot of love, and I've always tried to give my children the same values.
So it's very rewarding to know that both my dc use me as their role model. That's thanks to my wonderful parents.

My nana has always been my role model any lady who can have 9 children and be left a widow then run a boarding house to keep the family solvent and do it in a happy cheerful way must be admired.

Definitely my Dad - he was one of the least judgemental people I have ever known and taught me to be likewise, unless I was given reason to think differently. He was also a very caring person, would always listen if I had problems and help to sort them out. For a Dad of his day, he was happy playing with us as well which is nice - he even used to let me practice being a hairdresser when I was about 6 or 7 and I'd put mum's rollers in his hair

My mum was a role model in reverse: she was all the things I aspired not to be.

Me paternal grandmother was my role model. She was never judgemental, always caring and would give a warm welcome no matter who turned up, or when. I didn't know that she had endured quite a hard life until after she died. She would give away her last penny rather than see others go without. Not your typical strong woman in terms of being assertive - she just got on with things quietly and tried to make her family happy.

My Dad, but I've already covered that in another thread. He was a real gentleman.

My dad. He could so easily gone off the rails as a boy but worked hard thanks to the encouragement of his grandma who brought him up. His attitude made me very determined to get what I wanted even though I was particularly the brightest bulb in the box.