It is easy to recognise bravery in feats of heroism, though sometimes they are hard to distinguish from thought free recklessness. But we often miss the quiet courage shown by those to whom every day is a struggle. This is my eldest daughter who is six today. She was born with mild cerebral palsy and was unable to walk until she was four; she still falls over a lot. Falling over doesn't get any less painful because you do it a lot. She rarely complains but what she wants for her birthday is for her legs to work better - I wish I could give her that gift.