Without hope, it’s impossible to keep going on this roller-coaster of life. Many days, I’ve lived on the thought that, “Tomorrow will be better than today” – that’s hope. Hope in something I don’t see, but I believe in.
I recently read these descriptions about hope. I love them and want to share them because I’ve had a health concern recently and cancer was on my mind, plus October is a month that most of us think about cancer more, since it’s National Breast Cancer Awareness Month.
In Erma Bombeck’s book called “I Want to Grow Hair, I Want to Grow Up, I Want to Go to Boise – Children Surviving Cancer” – a group of kids who had cancer were asked to describe “hope” as if it were an animal. Here are a few of the responses:
- Hope is about two and and half feet tall.
- He is covered with fur and it’s fluffy.
- Hope giggles.
- When it talks, you’re the only one who can hear it.
- Hope raises its voice sometimes … to talk louder than fear.
- Occasionally, Hope is shy and likes to hide.
- If you don’t take good care of it – it can die.
- It will come to you only when you need it.
- Hope has offsprings like any other animal. They’re called ‘Hopelets.’ You don’t keep them. You share them with other people who need one.
- Hope is as comfortable as a soft, fluffy blanket.
- Hope helps you breathe.
- Hope can be knowledge – such as: knowing broken bones heal.
- Hope is priceless.
Do you have hope? What does hope feel like to you?
How would you describe hope?
(Edited and reposted)