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 ya know there could be an accident.
It takes courage to send your kids off – to school, to the other parents home, to the military – because of ya know. ya 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!