I said I wouldn’t post this week, but I had to do a Family Birthday Post for my dad, who turns 75 (!) today. I think in the Before Times, when my mom was alive, I’d have written about how strong he is, how determined, how he can still do feats of strength and stays so active.
But now, I can only think how brave he is. And brave is different from strong: Brave is knowing that your life has unalterably changed and still showing up for it. Brave is finding things to enjoy in spite of it all. Brave is being able to be open and generous with your family when everything hurts. Brave is even…talking about your feelings. (I jest! But not really!)
So happy birthday to my dad, who is both strong and brave. I love you!