HOPE is one of my favorite words.
Total mouth movement is required to say it. No mere mumbling can produce that word...HOPE
Somehow fitting because total involvement is also needed to HOPE.
Sometimes, though, unless I pay attention, it can easily go missing. Yet, it is not elusive.
HOPE can be sturdy and steady, not fragile, easily broken or lost. I can hold tightly to it, not like a misty vapor that wisps this way or that way according to what blows through.
HOPE can fill my heart and mind with joy in the face of discouragement or despair.
Not easy to give pessimism the heave ho, but HOPE does it every time.
Helplessness hates HOPE.
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