Tuesday, August 7, 2012
Hope is the sunshine that filters through my bedroom window in the morning. Hope is the purrs of my cats as they lie on my yoga mat while I try to breathe through the pain in my hips as I begin my morning practice. Hope is the cup of tea made with love by my husband even if he was up half the night trying in vain to sleep, but can't. Hope is the sound of my brother's laughter even though he lives with debilitating headaches day after day. Hope is in the eyes of every teenager struggling to find herself in the maze of life. Hope is found in every person who puts one foot in front of the other and continues on in spite of the depression, the hurt, the endless prescriptions and blank faces of humanity. Hope is all of us who are reaching out to offer friendship and laughter, to hold a hand or send a hug halfway across the world to people who are only photos on a blog or a social media site, and hope is taking a deep breath and continuing on, not so much for yourself, but for others that need to know that there is someone else out there...struggling and living and smiling...YOU are hope.