They marched by me in yesterday's parade, and I inhaled in awe and cheered with admiration.
Women whose children were gunned down brutally only months ago, not merely hiding away nursing their grief--but out front and center. Still standing.
Brave mothers.
And while few of us will ever, ever deal with what they have gone through, we can still learn something from their bravery.
Because each of us has something in our lives that is uncertain, a situation that could lead to worry or fear.
Maybe your child has been sick and doesn't seem to be improving.
Time to be brave.
Maybe it's your daughter's first day of school.
Time to be brave.
Maybe your older (according to the system) child isn't reading well yet.
Time to be brave.
Maybe you want to homeschool, but are terrified of doing so.
Time to be brave.
Maybe you just arrived home from a whirlwind, exhausting overseas trip and are trying to piece together a routine that works for the family. (Hand raised here!)
Time to be brave.
Bravery = Acknowledging fear, without giving in to it. Feeling the uncertainty, yet courageously doing what you believe is right over and over again in the face of opposition from others (or yourself).
You know the situation I'm talking about. It's different for each one of us, but it's there.
Today, this moment, sweet mama is your time to be brave.
If the grieving mamas of Newtown can keep going, what right do we have to give up?
"Courage doesn't always roar. Sometimes courage is the little voice at the end of the day that says I'll try again tomorrow."
~ Mary Anne Radmacher, Courage Doesn't Always Roar
