Hi guys
Hope everyone is ok and enjoying this late summer, although make the most because I fear it might rain in the next week or so. It will be a godsend to the garden though.
My post is as a result of Wass71’s reply after her very disappointing false alarm the other day. She said although others felt she had been brave that she didn’t feel it. She felt a friend who had gone through terrible problems to have a child was brave, but not her.
My kids say I am brave. I had a transplant and have one or two ongoing health problems but I don’t feel brave. I feel normal, and sometimes afraid, but with an extra nuisance which I have to deal with.
I work at a food bank twice a week. Now there I see people who are brave. A lovely lady called Marie (about 60 but looks much older) who sleeps in a stairwell and who needs to move out during the day otherwise she gets nasty comments from the kids on the estate. Elena, who is a refugee, with a 5 yr old, from one of the disputed areas of the Congo, who has been given a room by the Red Cross but who keeps having to move because they cannot promise her a stable address. This means she keeps having to change the food bank she uses and all the social services. She also has to try to get her kid to the same school every day despite the distance.
I think we all know someone who is brave, a widower who has lost their partner of 50 yrs, a kid who is undergoing cancer treatment, a friend who was abused in the past or whatever ... the list goes on.
However, yes we are brave. As brave as the bravest you can think of. Ok you might not feel it but, others see it - and that’s the important thing. They are impressed by our ethic of ‘Keeping on Keeping on’ . We know that it is just the survival gene working but they don’t know that. So let’s graciously embrace it when someone says we are brave. As the ad says ‘ We are worth it!’
Keep on keeping on!
Isabelle xx