It is easy to think of “brave” as being only when you are presenting your full-on, nostrils-first, wide-eyed, out-in-the-open self to the world.
To face the scary things.
To stare down the pack of slavering challenges staring back.
But the truth is, brave doesn’t have just one face.
Sometimes the bravest thing you can do is to not do anything.
Sometimes being brave means you choose to hide.
Hunker down.
Take shelter.
Preferably in the safest place on Earth, which of course is under your (large, shell-less) rescue mama’s hand.
Pearl, Malti, Bruce & their mama
