FEARLESS.. We wait for the fear to fade, as if one morning we'll wake up ready, unshaken, sure. But courage doesn't arrive like that. It isn't loud, and it doesn't erase fear - it walks beside it. Real courage is doing the thing anyway. It's trembling hands that still reach forward, a cracking voice that still speaks truth, a heart that keeps showing up even when it's breaking. You don't become fearless by waiting. You become fearless by moving - shaking, crying, doubting - but still moving. Because one day, you'll look back and realize the bravest moments weren't when you felt strong, but when you were terrified and still tried. That's what living truly means - not the absence of fear, but the quiet decision that your purpose matters more than your panic.🕊️