Through the Fire
Courage, also called fortitude, is the ability to confront fear, pain, danger, uncertainty or intimidation. It can be divided into “physical courage” — in face of physical pain, hardship, and threat of death — and “moral courage” — in the face of shame, scandal, and discouragement. ( from WikiQuote)
Daily, all of us are performing seemingly random acts of courage. For some, the “mere” act of getting up and dressed and out of the house is a tremendous act of bravery. Can you tell that by looking at that person ? Usually not. I have a dear friend with a serious illness who is quite unsure of her future. She has lost a lot of weight. It takes great internal strength for her to carry on. Today, the simple act of having to drive her son to school was an act of courage. Another friend is in graduate school and frequently struggles with the courage to keep going. I was in a restaurant, dining alone, the other night and felt some vibes from people near by. There I was, an gray haired fat woman by my self, eating pizza, drinking wine, reading my book, and having a lovely time. What ? Really ? How dare I ? well, I did dare. seemingly random act of courage.
Having a difficult conversation with someone can take lots of courage. Telling the truth about how you feel and facing those consequences takes guts.
So many people I know have to gather up courage to put on a bathing suit. How about dressing in other clothes that show your body. Do you do that ? I don’t very often and very form fitting things, never. ( yet) Tucking your shirt in ? Shorts ? All that can take a might amount of moxie.
So, you never know, do you ? You see someone walking down the street looking fine and confident. Maybe.
How about you ? Let’s have a conversation in the comments. What takes courage for you to do daily ? How do you bring yourself to do it ?