Courage is the ability to confront fear or danger. I called it frenemy because
- A) courage is my friend
- B) courage is my enemy
Courage has gotten me through a lot of situations… taking them head-on not worrying about the fear or the worries.
It has gotten me in some dire situations in which I don’t know how the rest of the day or tomorrow will ever happen.
Some days it takes a lot to get out of bed.
Some days it takes all that I have, to be a good mom – no matter how much you don’t want to – you just make it happen (it’s a natural instinct?)
It takes all that I have, to get in my car – I mean you know there could be an accident.
It takes courage to send your kids off – to school, to the other parent’s home, to the military – because of you know. you just don’t know.
Sometimes I don’t like it. Sometimes I would like to just wallow in self-pity, cry myself to sleep and boo-hoo over my life situation. I don’t even think I know how to do that and maybe I do and maybe no one ever told me this.
And maybe at times people totally got it and said … yep, its ok!
Taking on this world is courageous.
The fear of hurt, pain, anger, hardship, uncertainty –
I take it on!