If I only had a nerve

Rumors have flown; word has been passed, the Help is a phenomenal book. I have always loved reading and can do it with unmatched speed, but I plowed through this gem in one day, resulting in complete happiness and a case of heat stroke (curse you fair skin and unrelenting sunshine). Well, last night I went to see the movie last night with my sister and her lady friends. Whenever a beloved book is transformed for the Silver Screen, those involved with the production always run the risk of severe scrutiny and even disgust and disappoint at what they've done. Let's be honest, most movies can't even hold a candle to the brilliance of their predecessor novels. I felt fear that The Help would fall into that category. Friends, be not afraid! The movie was remarkable. The plot never lagged, the accents were thick and believable and it portrayed the best parts of the book flawlessly.


Alright kids, now that I have done my duty as a fan, let me delve into what I have really been thinking about. The book and movie focus so much on courage and I started wondering, "Do I have courage?" What does it mean to be courageous especially in our world today? I'm not going to go join the Army and fight for our freedom with a gun in one hand and the bible in the other. I've never been one to march in strikes for animal rights and other "moral" wrongs. You won't find me petitioning for social changes or fighting against politicians so what can I do? What do I want to do?

Tell me, friends. What do you wish you had the courage to do? If you could make a change what would it be?