I'm having a hard time with hope and notice it fluctuating dramatically every day. I tend to have more hope when the sun is bright or the air is crisp—and rainy days, though they can bring me peace, have actually been zapping me of that joy and hope lately. I'm trying to find pockets in small things, though. Like my adult dogs scampering around as if they're still puppies or my dad's daily call for hot chai or unexpected painting dates in the park with a friend. Sometimes, because hope feels so elusive, I have to find ways to create it.
I find hope in my now-adult children. How my oldest daughter was able to embrace herself and marry her girlfriend. How my son and his wife have supported and loved Katie after Jamie’s death, and now are able to live Billy as well. How my younger son has accepted his new wife’s health issues and help to figure out what lifestyle changes they needed to make. And finally, how in the middle of a pandemic, my youngest was able to marry her boyfriend of 7 years in a beautiful fall ceremony. They’ve all found the strength to meet life head-on, to figure it out, and to champion for the causes that are important to them. And their generation is doing the same collectively. We’ll be ok.
I'm having a hard time with hope and notice it fluctuating dramatically every day. I tend to have more hope when the sun is bright or the air is crisp—and rainy days, though they can bring me peace, have actually been zapping me of that joy and hope lately. I'm trying to find pockets in small things, though. Like my adult dogs scampering around as if they're still puppies or my dad's daily call for hot chai or unexpected painting dates in the park with a friend. Sometimes, because hope feels so elusive, I have to find ways to create it.
I find hope in my now-adult children. How my oldest daughter was able to embrace herself and marry her girlfriend. How my son and his wife have supported and loved Katie after Jamie’s death, and now are able to live Billy as well. How my younger son has accepted his new wife’s health issues and help to figure out what lifestyle changes they needed to make. And finally, how in the middle of a pandemic, my youngest was able to marry her boyfriend of 7 years in a beautiful fall ceremony. They’ve all found the strength to meet life head-on, to figure it out, and to champion for the causes that are important to them. And their generation is doing the same collectively. We’ll be ok.