When my father was in a seemingly critical condition just a few months ago, while we were busy preparing for the worst case — that he passes away — out of nowhere I asked my mom: “What if he recovers? We need to also prepare for things in case he recovers.”

And indeed, he recovered.

I think this is the first time in my life that I prepare and embrace for the best to happen. All my life before now, what I knew was preparing for the worst and I could confidently say that I (almost all of the time) have the courage for such situations. What I never want to acknowledge was that it was actually my defense mechanism to protect my heart from a heart break.

That one instance with my father recovering from his critical condition let me discover another side of courage. This is probably nothing new to a lot of people. It’s probably just me being late to the game but I’m beyond proud to discover this and to now have it as an option in facing things in life.

“What if it works out? Would I be ready to embrace the good things?”