What is the bravest thing you have ever done?

Saying goodbye to my darling daughter who died of cancer aged 24.

@Dawnywarl your post made me cry . So sorry for the loss of your beautiful boy x

Talk down an irate Traveller lad with a shotgun in the confines of a tiny caravan!

I jumped into a fish pond at a fish farm without thinking when my small nephew accidentally slipped in and started to submerge, it was after he had been pushed/hauled out that I started scrambling up the bank only to feel the fish nibbling at my legs. I shifted myself speedily up and out, terrified at what I had done. Silly me but I did and in the end I saved him from drowning and saved myself from being eaten up by the hundreds of fish who thought their next meal was freely available perhaps this post isn’t what was asked for but hey ho who really cares.

I doubt if anyone will see this as it has been several days since the original thread was started.

The bravest thing I ever did was go to my daughters funeral. I had 2 daughters - the first one died at 5 weeks and although the funeral was difficult, I got through it.

I had another daughter the year after and found her dead in her cot at 2.5 months. Both died of cot death, by the way. That's the funeral that I almost didn't go to. I just could not bear the pain. I did go, in the end, but when I lost my youngest son in 2018, I just could not go to his funeral.

The only way I've coped with the loss is by telling myself that he's still here and just dreadful about getting in touch.

So far it's worked.

Brave indeed BelindaB. I am so sorry that your life has been plagued by these terrible losses.

Deepest sympathy BelindaB. So many losses.?

Kate1949 I hope that life never holds such sadness for you again. I think you are right - some families seem to get their share and that of others too. The phrase 'into every life a little rain must fall' is true, but some get a little rain and some get a deluge. I wish you well for the future. x

Belinda That's heartbreaking.
You're very kind Rosina. Unfortunately it leaves you with a mistrust of life, waiting for the next bad thing.
I think everyone who has posted on this thread is extremely brave for simply getting out of bed in the morning.

So many humbling stories from so many people.
It's been an honour to read these posts, thank you all for sharing.

Trivial compared with many previous stories…. I walked out onto the glass floor of the Toronto Tower, about 340 metres above ground. Only after my DH encouraged me by holding my hand and leading me with my eyes closed. The brave bit was opening them and looking down. I was fine with it!
It took no courage at all in later years to have his life support turned off and to attend his funeral. Too numb I guess.

I went to USA on my own, with a change of flights at Dusseldorf, to meet DH who had been on a hiking trip over there.

Going to the mortuary to identify my son's body.
Six months later towards the end of the inquest the Coroner asked if anyone would like to speak. From somewhere I found the courage and spoke at length about my wonderful talented, caring and greatly loved son. I am so glad I was able to do this last thing for him. Tomorrow it will be three years since his sudden, tragic death.

Feeling silly and foolish now. Such brave people here and I have the utmost respect for you all.
Losing a child and carrying on day after day has to be the pinnacle of bravery, . Love to you all ?

Gingster Thank you ?

I missed this last month. I have thought about it and think perhaps the - looking back - bravest thing was driving the minibus with kids through a fire in the road when in a heat wave the verge caught light and spread to the tarmac.

Stopping was not an option.