I’m the coach of the Backstreet Writers Group at Backstreet Community Arts here in Newnan, GA, and as it happened, this morning the writers were late showing up. This is not a problem, except I didn’t really have anything of my own to work on.

When this happens, I require myself to draw a card from a deck called Empowering Questions that sits on our table and write an answer to said question. Today, that question was:

What is the most courageous thing I’ve ever done? How did it make me feel?

Oh dear.

I’ve been racking my brain and I really cannot think of anything I’ve ever done as courageous. I’ve taken risks, certainly, but nothing that would require what I think of as courage.

Except… it occurs to me that deciding to go for my first kiss with Ginny Henninger at the University of Georgia fifty years ago was like jumping off a cliff — and fortunately, she kissed me back.

So I assume I don’t have to tell you how that made me feel.