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I have never thought about having to be somewhere to be brave. My home is my sanctuary, of course, and within my home, my bedroom is my refuge. The place where I dream about places from my childhood and family get-together, the place where I do much of my writing and my research. I use my bedroom as a home office secondary to my husband’s home office, I do whatever is needed to be done at the moment with bills, invoices and bookkeeping.
I haven’t really felt the need to feel brave in a long time which is a good thing. Perhaps that is why I was slightly taken aback by the prompt. In the larger scheme of things, I am extraordinarily blessed to not live in a repressive society where feeling unsafe would be a common occurrence. I am lucky that I struggle with finding a reason to need to feel brave instead of finding a reason instantaneously to be afraid.