bravery is not in the amount of kindness one can show,
it's in moment's left behind that leave an impact.
One does not need to be brave to be strong,
One must be strong to survive,
...
You see me smile on a glowing screen
a snapshot, a story, a captioned dream.
But that's not me. Not really.
It's a moment I chose, a frame I cropped,
...
I don't know if you'll ever read this.
Maybe it's not even for you
maybe it's for me.
Because some truths
...
You are not gone,
but you've made yourself a ghost.
Breathing, walking, laughing somewhere—
yet absent from the only place
...
You preach with a book in your hand,
chapter and verse spilling from your mouth
like a shield
you think makes you holy.
...
Imagine wounding your own child so deeply
they had no choice but to walk away
and still convincing yourself
you are the one who has been wronged.
...
My son asked me once what I feared most,
and I couldn't give him an answer.
How do you put into words
the kind of fear that lives beneath your ribs?
...
Maybe it's just how life works.
distance stretches,
and people drift into silence,
not out of cruelty,
...
If I go suddenly
in a moment that steals the breath from the world,
in a second no one saw coming
I hope you remember this:
...
We grew up near the same water,
close enough to ripple each other's shores,
but never close enough
to learn how the other learned to swim.
...
We met when life was simple
crayons, sleepovers, scraped knees,
a kind of friendship you don't realize
is saving you
...
If I am gone,
do not borrow my name
to finish your sentences.
...
If I am not here,
please don't wonder what I would have wanted.
That question carries too much weight
for anyone left behind to hold.
...
You entered quietly
and called it grace.
No questions.
No reaching.
...
Cassidy Lovato (formerly Lorent) is a wife and mother to three boys. Raised in Arizona, now rooted in Florida. A photographer, reader, and quiet adventurer. Her work lives in the space between optimism and grief, where deep pain is carried softly, and healing is written one honest line at a time.)
Bravery Is Life
bravery is not in the amount of kindness one can show,
it's in moment's left behind that leave an impact.
One does not need to be brave to be strong,
One must be strong to survive,
to survive is to live,
being strong let's you live,
While being brave allows ones life to have been lived time and time again.