I’m feeling brave.
I had plans to ski with my dear friend Marci. I love spending time with Marci, even more than skiing. We are both avowed fair weather skiers, so when the day dawned with sleet that was blowing sideways we called one another to talk about our plans.
Most of the time I would have ditched skiing and gone to the movies with Marci. For some reason on this day I heard the words, “I’m feeling brave” come out of my mouth. Pondering this outburst, I realized I really did want to brave the elements. Marci pondered my words and realized she was not in that kind of mood, so we agreed to get together another time.*
I had a pretty good time skiing. I felt strong and brave and tried some new things. I grew physically and emotionally that day.