*The ability to do something that frightens one.
*Strength in the face of pain or grief.
I go through cycles of courage numerous times a day. The pain, discomfort and dread of facing fear is something I recognize instantly. I know it well. Does it make me courageous? I don't know about that... but I am used to facing fear and doing something despite fear's very real presence and hold on me. To walk through the pain, the stress, the discomfort, the agony of something... to challenge myself to face them despite their strength, and to find my own strength in the process. Well then, I guess that DOES make me somewhat courageous. Fuck it, I AM courageous! And so are you. And you. And you. And you. Some days just getting out of bed is fighting some demons, and therefore - we all know COURAGE.
In April 2020, while experiencing her first ever global pandemic, Tamar Pelzig pledged to write something every day, even if it's only a word, so she welcomed to the world a daily blog to keep her creative writing wheels rolling.
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