I did a brave thing today.
My 3 1/2 year old laptop had begged me for a new hard drive all year. She didn't want to be replaced by a 15" with a pretty display.
After much research an SSD was ordered from OWC. An instructional video was watched 4 times. And then it happened. Palms sweaty, heart racing, praying it would work after the screws were back in place.
So where is bravery when I learn that my friend/neighbor has breast cancer? Or another friend's mother has died? Why is my first reaction to 'go down the other aisle' (of the grocery store, you know, you've done it too.)
Why does it seem more difficult to punch through that fear?
My middle name must be 'Avoid'. I guess I've crawled into that cocoon so many times it feels like home.
Today cocoon must burn.