Brave Heart

Where does the Brave in Brave Baby Bird come from? When I was going through my trial with breast cancer, whomever I opened up to would always call me brave. Brave? Me?! I was so confused. How can you be brave when you are living in fear and crying your eyes out? It made no sense, but somehow the word kept coming up. At some point it clicked.

I realized that even though I may have curled up into a ball of tears, I stood up to cancer. I didn’t run away from it. When the doctors had me to do another test, another scan, or another biopsy, I showed up! Every appointment I was there with my support system (mommy and hubby) and my questions in hand. I let them poke, prod, and literally drill in me because I needed to know what was going on with my body. That makes me brave!

The what-ifs can take over our mind and convince us that not knowing is better than anything. This stuff will stifle you and until that tidal wave of fear comes crashing into you, you can’t understand it. However, the moment I recognized that I stood up to my fears by going through all the motions is when I accepted the fact that I was brave. You don’t have to be fearless to be brave; you just can’t give up. This is why B R A V E is a part of me.