I don't know about everyone else, but I almost always begin my day with feelings of excitement and thoughts of gratitude. Usually I pop out of bed full of energy, ready to explore what the new day has to offer. Somewhere along

my morning routine, I say a little prayer of thanks in my head to my higher power for the wonderful opportunity I have to bring my dream of Bravery to fruition. There is so much to be thankful for and I really do owe these thoughts to all the people who are helping me make this organization possible.
I continue to meet wonderful people who have survived some of the most desperate of situations and have emerged into the most incredible human beings. A few of you, Bravery volunteers, have shed some tears during the consultation meeting and feel puzzled about this. I think there is something about WANTING to share your story, even with me-a total stranger, with thoughts of gratitude on how far you have come, knowing that Bravery is about helping and educating others. I salute all of you and thank you for choosing to be part of the program.
A few of you have offered assistance to Bravery in various ways and I am touched by the generosity. There is a lot to do and I will most likely be taking you up on some of the offers. In the meantime, I appreciate your excellent ideas, commentary, and inspiration. Keep them coming. If I am feeling less than grateful, working on the project is always enjoyable and lifts my spirits.

On my list of thanks is Costco who has agreed to sponsor some of the food at the opening reception. Those of you who shop
Costco, will probably agree that this is very good as they have lots of delicious bites to offer. They are very community service oriented and have an easy grant application with quick turnaround time for those of you in the charity circuit. This donation will provide a good portion, but not quite meet all the requirements, so we continue to look for sponsors. I could bring in some of my home cooking, but that's a little like playing roulette. Even following the recipe, it never looks like the darn photograph, but poor hubby eats it with a grimace anyway.
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