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If you know me, you know that I'm kind of a wuss. Lots of things make me nervous and jumpy. I have a fear of anything with more than 4 legs. I don't like scary movies and this year at Good Friday service, when they slammed the book in the dark...I let out a squeek in surprise. With my very long list of things that freak me out...I admit that I'm a bit of a scaredy cat.

But today, something amazing happened. Someone, who's opinion I very much respect, said I was brave. I won't go into the who or why, but without any sarcasm, and with knowing a great deal about who I am and what my life has been.

They said I was brave. and it was nice.