Fortune favors the brave.
This is written on a sticky note and taped to my computer, and it seems to mean a bit more these past few days. War is heavy…no matter which side you are on.
I read the story where the Ukrainian woman offers seeds to Russian soldiers, so that sunflowers grow when they die, and I admit it struck me hard. I can’t imagine having my whole world turned upside down and having the willpower, to walk up to armed soldiers to share my thoughts, knowing that it might be the last thing I do on Earth. Bravery doesn’t always come when we are comfortable, and it isn’t always what it seems.
In our grocery stores, Russian vodka has been pulled from the shelves. Other countries are finding ways to show support, contribute, donate, and assist. Bravery isn’t always for those on the battlefield.
I’d like to think in all of this yuck and muck, we are keeping our eyes open for the good ripple effect.
The ripples that show kindness, empathy, and love.
I hope that we are all teaching our kids that it is important to help where we can, send prayers and good thoughts where we can, and that bravery doesn’t have to be grand, it can be granular.
The tiny moments add up and that is where the ripples turn into waves.