To Be Brave

I have not thought of myself as brave. I can be a Badass, but that occurs when  something, or someone pushes me too far. My daughters says, ‘At that point, you better run.’

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I have just enough redneck in me to be scary. People are calling me brave for this Breast Cancer Journey I’m on.

The ones that are brave, are the ones that went before me, and shared their story. This lights my path, and helps ease my fear of the unknown. Those women are Badasses.

Fear is of the devil himself. His goal is to kill, steal, and destroy. He is such a coward, and you will notice this, if you look at when he attacks. It’s in the timing of it all.  While we sleep, and right before we wake up.

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No matter what you’re going through, you are not alone. Another tactic of the devil, is to keep you in solitude. Put that stinkin’ devil under your feet! I knew God wanted me to share this journey, but at first I was afraid. I’m more afraid of being disobedient to God than anything else.

Surround yourself with people who will love you through it. Mr. Smith shaved my hair down to almost the skin this weekend. It was falling out anyways, but it took time and patience from a good man, to get me there.

He is a chef, so he tied a bandanna to resemble a Chef’s cap. Be brave Beauties, and unleash the Badass in you.

P.S. Another fear of mine was the port for Chemo. You can see the stitches in this pic. I love wearing tank tops when it’s warm, but there again, the scarring. My daughter said, “Own that tank top Mama! You look like you got into a bar fight, got stabbed in the chest, and won!”

The Snooze Button

You can only ignore it for so long. That dream God puts in your heart. We put it off and tell ourselves, ‘One Day.’ We are good at ignoring what we want to do, versus what we need to do. This week in my world, I had to stop ignoring.

We go through seasons and I went through a long season of survival. I was in survival mode for years. It was one of the most difficult times of my life.

It came down to working jobs I didn’t enjoy, to make money to keep what I had. I couldn’t let go of what I had worked so hard for. It was a vicious cycle of work, eat and sometimes sleep. God has better in store if I would let go of what I had.

It was a gradual procession and not as painful as I believed it would be. To let go of the house, cars, in ground pool, artwork, chandeliers, all these things I thought I had to have. There was so much stuff to take care of, I didn’t have time to care for me, or my family.

You should know by now, I live a simple, yet beautiful life today. The old saying, ‘less is more’ holds true. I am free to do whatever I want, whenever God opens the door. Being willing to walk through every door, and see if it’s something that aligns with my dream.

Being willing to move when God says move. That is what clicked this week. I’m a thinker and have been known to analyze every situation. Pick it apart so to speak. That is wanting to know the outcome first. Stepping into the unknown is a scary feeling and fear will set in to stop you. Face your fear. Face it and get moving.

The great thing about dreams are they don’t go away.

We leave our dreams, they don’t leave us. They will patiently wait on the sidelines until will take time for them. It’s time to stop hitting the snooze button.