Hope is a choice of courage. ~Terri Guillemets
As I sat down and held our old, heavyset cat, we both fell asleep. Easy to do for both of us. Now, if the cat was writing this, she would write as I was held by my old, heavyset human mom we both fell asleep.
Can you tell that this quarantine is starting to get to me? My days and hours are all messed up, the cats are messed up, they are as confused as I am.
As I was slowly waking up, at 3 am yet again, I was thinking and a lot of my thoughts were, I hope this or I hope that. Just thankful I had hope.
I hope this period that we are all experiencing, not just in our town or state but worldwide will end soon. I am sure you hope that, too.
I hope that my son is doing okay, as I feel he doesn’t tell me everything and I understand, as I do remember being young. When I called him, as a text message was not enough, I said several times I was not convinced he was okay. A week or two ago, he was not sure this COVID19 was for real. It is. Now pretty well stuck at his home as we all are, he has to manage and I cannot do it for him. So I do hope and pray that he is really okay, as he says he is. I must trust and put my faith in the Lord to help him, care for him and love him. Being a mom is hard, even as our children get older.
I hope that one day I will see so and so. I hope that one day or soon I will hear from certain ones, as I feel it is out of place to contact them. I wait and see and I hope.
I hope that through all of this we are all experiencing that we each will see life differently and be more appreciative of everyone that is in our lives and just how blessed we really are.
I hope for so many things. I hope I will be a better person, mother, sister, friend, mother/daughter-in-law and most of all, a stronger Christian. I hope I can toss away the intimidation and fear in life, in my praise and worship and not care what others think of me. I don’t want to be the same person that I was. Perhaps this is an awakening for each of us.
On a lighter note, I hope that I can make my hair look nice and not try cutting it myself. No doubt many are stressing, as I am. We will all have new hairdos. We just might like this change, but I don’t have much hope in that, for me.
I do have hope for each of us. As we go forward through days of uncertainty and distancing, I pray that you also have HOPE.
Hope is an optimistic state of mind that is based on an expectation of positive outcomes with respect to events and circumstances in one’s life or the world at large. As a verb, its definitions include: “expect with confidence” and “to cherish a desire with anticipation.”