The rules and link-up for five minute friday can be found here. Today's prompt is BRAVE.
In the movies, brave is exciting, adventurous, sometimes fun, almost always rewarding. But in real life brave can mean packing up your family to hostile parts of the world - to go, to live, to serve, to share - with no guarantees other than the confidence that Someone Else goes before you.
What is brave about my life?
I live in a modest home in a less-than-modest neighborhood. I want the better life to come tomorrow. I am not brave enough to want to stay. I want to be. I've stopped caring about comparisons in so many ways, but yet I hang on just a little, not brave enough to say, "Wherever, whenever, whatever it takes," because I am well read enough to know what this could entail.
It could mean never having that second car again. No picket fence. No good schools or neighborhoods. No money for a fru-fru coffee.
But what is the point of all of that extra stuff in the end? It all is destroyed in the end.
I see a family similar in structure to mine being so brave - surrendering and going - and I want to be brave, too.