I'm not sure if I'm particularly brave but whatever it is that compels me to keep moving forward I would offer the following notion.
Whoever said necessity is the mother of invention was wrong. Necessity may be a twitchy somewhat loopy aunt of invention but in my world necessity is the mother of courage if that is what you call the act of getting up each morning aches and pains in place and ready to strike and yet we go on and enjoy life.
