Reposting this photo from a couple of weeks ago: my favorite necklace, which I rarely take off these days.
I chose “brave” for my one little word in 2010, which ended up being the year we moved from Texas to Boston. (There were other challenges, but that was the biggest one.) Since then, brave has become ever more important to me. Sometimes it’s a rallying cry, sometimes a gentle reminder.
I keep hoping that if I wear this necklace long enough – and practice bravery often enough – brave will sink right through my skin and deep into my soul.
cakes, tea and dreams 
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