quiet courage

I used to think brave meant being bold and loud and strong. Defeating injustice and blazing a trail to change the world, one giant issue at a time.

And I used to think I was brave. Courageous because I was indeed loud and had learned to have great answers & a well thought out plan. I was busy…and effective…and accomplishing much.

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