“If ever there is a tomorrow when we’re not together, there is something you must always remember:
You are braver than you believe, stronger than you seem, and smarter than you think.
~Winnie the Pooh
I stood in line at the post office, holding a small manila envelope. I had taken off my “Brave” bracelet and wrapped it up, writing her name and address in black ink. I just needed postage so it could find its way to her on the west coast.
She needed “brave” more than I did that week.
I mailed my “brave” to her that day.
I didn’t miss the bracelet at all, really. I had needed it a year earlier and the clasp was worn from constant wear. I smiled knowing that would show up in her mailbox. As I waited in line to mail it I hoped that just maybe when she saw the words spelled out there on her wrist she would claim BRAVE in the middle of her stormy season.
I was happy to give brave away. I knew it wasn’t really leaving me.
Brave was multiplying.
Today I decided to get a new brave bracelet. My world has swirled and I’ve been called to walk on water.
It’s not an easy ask from Jesus.
So I looked for “brave” in every store we visited.
But brave was not an option in the jewelry case.
I put them on. I realized that I didn’t need a word this week. I needed wings.
Rumor has it that my brave bracelet has been passed on to a sister who is battling cancer. Tears well up in my eyes as I think about that. About how brave travels between us when we are transparent. How brave multiplies when we share our stories and reach a hand out to say: “Please speak brave to me…I’m weak.”
We need each other.
We need to keep sending brave to each other.
The very act of giving away bravery gives us wings.