On Being Brave.

I’ve been described as a lot of things. Bold. Passionate. Stubborn. Loyal. Big hearted. Creative. Energetic. Driven.

Something that is not on there?

Brave.

I’m a self-conscious, people pleaser about 98%. I’m afraid to look silly. I’m afraid what people might think, or how I might offend someone. Oh heavens, the thought of having any type of confrontation or conflict scares the day lights out of me. Hello Anxiety.

I don’t know why I care so much about what others think. I am mindful of offending others, I always have been. That I understand. But it’s the things that shouldn’t matter or aren’t make or break if I “offend” someone or get a funny look.

The other evening I was on twitter and came across a tweet from Mama Marchand about a new song that is now her favorite. I clicked the link and discovered this song.

It very quickly became my new favorite song and it’s pretty much been on repeat since I discovered it. There is something about this song that makes you want to be braver, so care what others think just a little bit less, live right outside the edge of your comfort zone. 

As a mama to a little girl, I have become more conscious about the example I want to set for her, paving the way to help her love herself, to be herself. And being brave is one of those qualities I want to see in her.  I want her to be brave.

So, it’s time to start with me. I have to learn to be just a little bit braver, just a little bit more carefree and friends, that’s exactly what I’ve been trying to do and will continue to do. Maybe this means a few more random dance parties, a few more songs being busted out, and speaking a bit more what’s on my heart.