I’d probably be Scrat, the saber-toothed squirrel from Ice Age. Apparently we are alike.
My mother, who lost her ability to sit and walk but never lost her positive attitude. My sister who teaches me to pause and listen, because life is so much more. And the perseverance of Visa, the person, not the card.
Being the youngest dancer in a recital without being the one who peed their pants.