Fear is phone calls in the middle of the night. Courage is answering.Fear is wondering what those odd noises are. Courage is going to find out.

Fear is thinking about what it takes to move. Courage is putting your house on the market anyway. Fear is not knowing where you will live. Courage is stepping forward into possibility. Fear is change. Courage is making small steps in new directions.

Fear is thinking you aren’t good enough. Courage is trusting that you are. Fear is all alone. Courage is seeing that you’re strong enough to face it.

Fear is losing those you love. Courage is loving them anyway.
 Fear is letting go. Courage is letting go. Fear is something that can stop you in your tracks. Courage is not allowing fear to paralyze you.

I sometimes get lost in thought about my life and where I’m going. I’ve always known I’m not: city, suburbia, crowds; I’m: country, quiet, community. I love long runs on dirt roads, star-filled evenings, sunset walks, campfires and s’mores, guitars & singing, space that doesn’t always need to filled with voices, together, a shared life with faithful and strong forever love, and the beauty of the land.