When my daughter was five years old, we were at the end of a very hard year. Trauma comes in many shapes and forms and we had been through it. Every year, my beautiful friend Amy does pictures for my punkin’s birthday. We always have a theme and a location. For THIS birthday, I wanted something that said – We made it. We got through. I wanted something powerful, brave, and strong. I wanted something that said my daughter is a hero.
Dictionary.com defines a hero as someone who is noted for courageous acts and noble character. Coming out of a traumatic situation, rising above the hard things in life… that’s my definition of courage. In the moment, you may not (probably don’t) feel courageous or brave. You probably feel like you’re just barely making it – one foot in front of the other, breathe in, breathe out. But that, my friend, is so so brave.
Continuing on when your heart is broken, pushing through when you feel like you. just. cant. But you do. You do what needs to be done. You feel weak and worthless, but you soldier on. That is bravery. That is courage. And this post is to celebrate all of you brave people – who soldier on and do what needs to be done. You already have your cape – you’ve earned it. You may be earning it now. Embrace your cape, hero. I admire you.