Why am I trying to scare myself?
Today I am following a prompt on #FridayReflections: “Do one thing every day that scares you” – Eleanor Roosevelt. Use this quote in your post or as an inspiration for one.
I grew up considering Eleanor Roosevelt, the wife of United States President Franklin Roosevelt, as one of my early childhood heroines. In case you are not familiar with the U.S. Presidents, Franklin Roosevelt was the President from 1933 to his death in 1945. From the time he was first in the public eye, he kept a secret - his legs did not work. In a time when the disabled faced major discrimination, he hid the fact that polio had taken his mobility.
Eleanor, of course, kept his secret. But she accomplished so much more apart from her role as First Lady. She was a writer, humanitarian, and diplomat. She had a newspaper column for many years. She wrote many books, including her autobiography. She grew up in a time where women were raised to stay silent, and refused to.
It's sobering to realize she didn't even have the right to vote for the first part of her life.
Meantime, I am about as introverted a person as a person can get. I've rarely spoken out about my political views. But now, in the present United States climate, I feel I must speak out.
I find myself starting to write somewhat political blog posts. I have contacted the offices both my United States senators to voice concerns about treatment of the disabled (even doing it by email took courage for me).
I am thinking of other ways to exit my shell. It's hard. But living in a country whose direction is changing to one that frightens me is also hard.
Additionally, I am seriously thinking of joining the Blogging from A to Z Challenge, which will require 30 posts in 30 days, based on (in order) a letter of the alphabet. April 1 - A. And so forth. I have never done daily posts on this blog and that challenge would really stretch me. And, yes, scare me.
I even think I might I go all out and try to use these posts to blog a book. I'll be scared for even longer.
But it is necessary to do what scares me, if my brother in law "Bil" is to retain the quality of life he now enjoys.
A daily scare? Not quite yet. But, Eleanor, I'll give it serious thought.