We all hope that everything will be alright. We all pray that there will be good results for hard things in our lives. We all trust that things will turn out all right but then we also are realistic enough to know that on the flip side of alright is not good.
HOPE is what everyone encourages and we all strive for in the end. Hope is a gift, one that allows us to move through each day and face each new challenge and disappointment, we just keep hoping. It seems to endless and boundless but so is it's twin FEAR.
I guess it sort of makes sense that we don't even need Hope if Fear was not around to make us wary. Wary of the future, question our past and uncertain of the present. Fear drives us to take those next steps, Hope gives us the ability to do so.
We have traveled this journey of "treatment" for her leukemia because of our fear of the alternative. Hope has been our mainstay. We have all tried to hang on it it knowing that sometimes hope, good thoughts, faith, candles, pilgrimages, a corner of Marys, healing ceremonys, time and all other good things in the universe aren't enough. That is when we turn away from our fears and hope again for the best and right answer.
Twenty Years, Two Hundred and Forty Months, Seven Thousand Days, and Three Hundred Days. Since we started chasing Leukemia.
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