The bravest that I have ever done is to deliver and keep the child I had, due to DATE RAPE.  I was single and in the process of adopting.  The  rescue plane with the child I was interested in, crashed in Viet Nam with only 5 survivors as I remember.  I was under all kinds of pressure—the moral standards placed on teachers, family standards, and societal pressures in general.  My parents knew nothing until July when I told them.  Their Grand-daughter was born in September.  My parent were wonderful.  Dad stated that "This was better then adopting" and Mom began finding all the baby things I would need and organized a shower for me.  My daughter was God’s gift to me and my parents acceptance was God’s gift to both of us.

Ms. Bergen, I beg beg beg of you to take up your camera again.  What can I possibly do to encourage you in that respect????

Bravery is the ultimate act of unselfishness, without thought of personal peril, dispair, or consequences. Some acts of bavery are sudden, while others span a lifetime.

Bravery means many things to different people. Our forefathers came to American leaving everything behind was brave, even though that word didn’t exist as much as fear of the unknown and wanting that freedom at any price. Bravery is all around us.The full view for me came watching the aftermath of 9-11.  What bravery!

I’m in constant awe of people who refuse to compromise who they are for convention or traditional expectations.  Working in politics pretty much bleeds the "different" out of you, but every once in a while I meet a political operative or a candidate who doesn’t say the right thing, and it doesn’t bother them and I’m secretly jealous.

Being Brave has such a wide spectrum, I’ve meant and known people through out my life I sit in aha of because of the things they do and have done for OTHERS.  Firefighters and our Military in my eyes are the bravest people in the world.  But then on the other side of that spectrum it’s the Woman who gives birth to a beautiful little person, and she’ll spend the rest of her life ensuring the health and happiness of that awesome little person.

Bravery to me is the same thing as courage.  Courage is not that you are afraid of something, but that you continue in the face of that fear.    Courage may be exemplified in something as obvious as saving someone’s life under dangerous circumstances, or as subtle as the courage to change or to take a risk in a life change.  I am grateful that I have  had the courage to face myself on a daily basis after living a clean and sober life for 25 years; that I faced and conquered breast cancer; that I faced death by being there for my mother and my younger sister who both died of cancer at home.  Sometimes courage is keeping your feet planted when you want to run, continuing to show up for life when you’ve lost everything that matters, including some of your dreams.  Continuing to believe in hope and life on those days when you want to give up.  Thank you Candice for this thought-provoking subject.

Today the way the world is, it takes courage and bravery just to get up in the morning and face it. Any person who continues their life in a cheerful manner when they have no job, maybe no house, or even just to take care of children and face those awsome responsibilities is courageous Ev

I believe bravery is a basic part to each person’s personality and character. Each person difines what requires a leap of bravery for them. Going solo against the norm of society may look brave to some but to the individual going solo it may be the only choice they have available. Bravery, therefore, is something that others see in a certain individual and that something is usually the thing they can’t imagine themselves doing.

Evil Knievel was brave because very few us viewers would ever consider doing what he did and he performed his stunts because he wanted to. That is the clearest definition of brave.

Courage, on the other hand, is the act of doing that which is extremely frightening.

Few men are willing to brave the disapproval of their fellows, the censure of their colleagues, the wrath of their society. Moral courage is a rarer commodity than bravery in battle or great intelligence. Yet it is the one essential, vital quality for those who to change a world which yields most painfully to change. - Robert  F Kennedy

To be brave is to love someone unconditionally, without expecting anything in return. To just give. That takes courage, because we don’t want to fall on our faces or leave ourselves open to hurt. Madonna

The bravest act I ever witnesses was when I was barely 6 years olds. We went to visit my dad’s parents for a vacation. They had a dairy ranch in Texas. On morning all the penned animals began going wild and the dogs barking wildly. I ran out with my Grandmother and Daddy to also see what was happenin. The one and only bull had broken out of his coral and was running around in the open area between the house and the barn and the pens. He was attacking anything that caught his attention. At that time, my grandfather and uncle came out of the barn and the bull took off after my grandfather. I saw him thrown into the air and the bull then gore him on the ground. My Dad grabbed the broom from my grandmother’s hand, jumped off the porch and took off after the bull. He fought that bull off of my grandfather with a broom. Yes, my grandfather did survive, no, my dad was not hurt. The bull was shot the next day.

That is courage.

Years ago, as I was pulling into a parking space outside the local supermarket, I glanced into the car next to mine. In it was a man and a teenaged girl. Their windows were rolled up, but even through the glass, I could see that they were arguing, and that the girl, a slender blonde of about fourteen, was crying hysterically. Suddenly, as I exited my car, the girl flung her door open and started to run. The man pursued her and before she had gotten very far, he had grabbed her. By this time, the girl was completely hysterical, and as I headed toward them, her eyes met mine, and I saw the deepest fear I had ever seen in those blue, tear-filled eyes. So I yelled as loudly as my drama-club trained voice could, and told the man to let her go. He literally snarled at me, "Back off. This is my daughter, so back off or I’ll belt YOU."

That’s when I belted him. I don;t know where it came from, but I delivered a right cross that landed on his eye and sent him reeling. I put my arm around the girl, and hustled her into the market to safety, with the man shouting that he would kill me. When the police arrived, I was ready to be arrested for assault. I did go to the station, gave a statement, and no charges were ever pressed. I think I was fortunate to have escaped both the legal charges and physical harm, but frankly - I would do it again. Because the look in that girl’s eyes was a clarion call for help. And I was there.

Bravery to me is going through a medical procedure for the first time even though I get highly anxious and what I anticipate and my mind spins like you do when you go to a gym and sit on one of those spinning bicycles.

Bravery is being a Canadian soldier (or American) fighting for what, I’m not sure, except preventing another 9/11 on American soil and coming back home with PTSS.

Bravery would be giving my life up to save my spouse.