Writing this evening inspired by the November 2012 NaBloPoMo Writing Prompt: Tuesday, November 13, 2012
Brave. Not something I do much. I think a large percentage of my life is actually reactive to fear triggers. To me, brave is something that you do in spite of the fear. It’s pushing through and doing the right thing no matter how hard it is.
The most drastic thing I did was to cancel a wedding and pick up and move out of town. It was dramatic. Not sure about brave.
What is brave anyway? Not taking the easy way out. Standing up and placing healthy boundaries. Speaking truth when it’s hard. Showing grace and mercy when blame is easy and I’m “right”. These are the kinds of brave things I want to be known for.
So yes, I guess that was the bravest thing I did. Set a boundary for what kind of behavior I would allow to take place within my committed relationship. It would have been easier to just “forgive and forget” (well, fake it anyway) and proceed with the plans, but I knew I couldn’t. Line had to be drawn.
That one decision changed the course of my life.
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