Being Brave

It's not as easy as it looks, or seems, or is. Each morning upon waking, I MUST make a decision to proceed throughout my day with bravery. That means to conduct myself with a spirit of valor. WOW. That is one hell of an expectation I have already put on myself before my eyes have half awakened.

I'm chronically ill. I have Cystic Fibrosis, with a side of chronic pancreatitis topped off by a faulty immune system.  You guessed it... I'm pretty tired.

I used to do a lot of things... an elite runner, triathlete, need little sleep.. you get the picture.

Now I walk every day, even if I can't. I sleep a whole lot more than I ever did. I've probably slept my entire life in hours by now.  I am a step parent to an amazing 9 year old and I have a partner of 7 years and 2 silly little furry babies. 

My life is amazing. I wake up breathing. I have a heart that feels so deeply. 

Cheers to the beginning of opening up this writing chapter.