I admire my dad's strength and stubbornness to not show weakness.

I admire my step-mother's ability to do her job, and having done it since something like 16. (carer for the physically and/or mentally disabled)

I admire my brother's ability to be blasé about stuff that would otherwise trouble the heck out of me.

I admire the stubbornness and strength of my aunt, of whom died of cancer, a little while ago. Why? Because she didn't half hold on for a long-*** time. She was a fighter, and I found that inspirational. My family name, in character alone, is a lot to live up to, to be honest.

That's all I can think of, ATM.