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Letters to Sara - Bravery

Bravery isn't the dramatic, powerful act you often see in movies. Well, it can be but bravery often is a simple act that no one sees. Bravery is doing the right thing even when it costs us personally. It is doing the right thing when no one is there to see. It is doing the right thing even when it is unpopular. Bravery is telling the truth and taking that chewing out. When you are tired and want to let down and take the easy route, you must be brave and do what you are supposed to do. Bravery is reaching for a little more than you are capable of achieving and trying hard anyway. Bravery is sticking up for the little guy when everyone is bringing them down. Bravery is taking responsibility for your own choices in your life and not blaming circumstances or others with failure. Bravery is finding yourself where you shouldn't be and asking for help to get yourself out of it.

It takes so much bravery to handle every day living because of a single fact. Life is short. Our expected life span is around 85 years. By the time we are 20, we've used up 1/4th of that life. These years you enjoy now will never come back. The years after will be different because we change as we get older. You probably have noticed that most professional athletes have retired by their 30's. We gain weight. Our eyesight fails. We move toward our ultimate fate. Some of our behaviors move us there more quickly. So we are all dying! It takes guts to face that.

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