Courage is not that easy to grasp. It's like looking for what's inside a can of fresh mountain air. You can't see it, feel it, hear it, taste it. And there's no refund if you feel ripped off. I think Courage is a commitment to decisions and actions I believe to be right regardless of what my nervous system is yelling at me. It is a force deserving profound respect. Its effect may be seen when a person allows its protection of the mind over fear, confusion, uncertainty or what appears to be just too hard to manage.

Especially is this so when I am confronted with health issues that are, by any definition, chronic. I can't recall how many times the idea seeps into my mind, "You know there's no cure don't you." At this point, I ask God for the quiet inner resolve to face real life, as scary as that is. When I don't do this, my thoughts implode. I am still learning I don't have to see the end from the beginning of each day. A half day at a time is okay because it has to be. And it makes life much easier for my wife, my great carer.