• this is it • Let this post and blog cliché be a cliché if you see it that way. Let my hope be as annoying to you as you find this post to be.
I just read an Instagram post about how stupid resolutions can be but the more interesting part is the person making the noise to alert you how annoying the other person is.
If hope doesn’t get you excited for the possibility of change then I don’t know how you have a pulse.
Hope is as deep or shallow as we wish.
It can bring the idea of a soldier returning home to their family, it brings comfort to those battling cancer, a parent looking for their lost child, auditioning for a role in a play that will change your life, getting a job to put food on a table surrounded by hungry stomachs, or even to a broken heart searching for their soul mate.
Hope is a sign of strength not weakness.
Hope recognizes our desperation and dreams while powering us with the fuel to make our heart and mind believe that it can come true if we will it to be. A hopeless soul leaves nothing open to the chance that tomorrow will be better because the pain of hope that isn’t met means we have to hope for something new.
No matter how hard you work, believe, dream, live, or pray, life happens as it’s meant to. To feel broken because of it is easy. Broken allows us to stay in one space. Hope requires shaking off the dust and moving towards the chance that one minute, hour, or day from now will bring something else … Something with the power of a miracle.
Miracles are made from prayers and dreams.
My resolution for every year till 2015 was to be happy. I shake my head when I type that but it’s the truth. I thought “happy” was a destination and I’m sure I can google locate a place called “Happy” and pages of links could appear but I don’t desire the search when I know how to get there … Happy isn’t a lasting destination for you to run toward because life will happen and happy can get shaken right out of you but don’t take my word for it, think of that within you. You’re not always happy just like you’re not always sad. The two extremes are just that, extreme. My resolution is for balance. I realize there isn’t as much time as I hope for just as there isn’t a cure to all that ails the world but there is the hope that we can have the things we want in our lives if we work as hard as we can, living the best we can, and are as kind to ourselves as we are to others.
So raise your glass of ginger ale or whatever beverage you have near, cheers to love and hope in 2017 and the rest of your years!