Bru's Musings

I held my first yard sale today, with the generous help of my mother, sister-in-law, and son. Now this may not sound like a big deal, and it isn't really, but it is of significance. Not too many years ago I would have said I couldn't do something as simple as holding a yard sale. It would've been too overwhelming to get stuff together, price it, borrow tables, put an add in the paper, put out signs, and get it out to sell. The significance is not the sale itself, but the fact that I undertook one more thing I'd never done before. I've spent too much of my life afraid to do something, afraid of failure or ridicule. These days I find myself taking on one new thing now and again, just walking through it as if I knew what I was doing - this is so foreign to me.

So who is that masked woman?