A simple, socially acceptable, four letter word. I probably use it more times a day (in my head alone) than I realize. It’s much more powerful than a word like “wish.” I’ve wished for many things in my life. As a kid, I wished for tons of stuff: specific Christmas or birthday presents, a puppy, a boy to like me, to get a part in the school play….. This list is endless. As I matured, I wished for more “practical” things: a passing grade in a difficult class, not getting caught coming home after curfew, not getting carded at the door of the bar. 🙂 But what sets hope apart from wish is that the word wish implies something that is unlikely or unattainable. I’ve wished that my first husband hadn’t died. I’ve even wished that he could somehow come back. I’ve wished that my daughters would never experience the pain of heartbreak, whether from a boy or false friend. I’ve wished that my parents would not get old and leave this world – and me. All things that, while perhaps motivated by the greatest of intentions, are unlikely and unrealistic. Which brings me back to hope. Hope implies possibility, however small. That’s why hope is powerful, because at your core, when you hope for something, you believe in the possibility of it becoming a reality. Here is a list, in no particular order, of some of my greatest hopes:
- I hope that good will triumph over evil
- I hope that my children will know that I’ve tried my best, always, to be the best mother I knew how to be to them
- I hope that my older girls will keep the memory of their father alive for their children and grandchildren
- I hope that people learn that running away from a problem only makes it worse, not better
- I hope that someday peace will prevail on earth
- I hope that feeling true love is something that everyone gets to experience at least once in their lives, and that it is reciprocated
- I hope that people understand that their actions can often hurt other people, especially those they love, and that they take great care in avoiding it and making it right when it happens
- I hope my children recognize and appreciate the sacrifices that I’ve made for them – and that I’d do it all over again if I had to
- I hope my girls realize that who you are on the inside is more important than what other people see on the outside
- I hope all girls everywhere realize that obsessing over how much your body weighs is largely a waste of valuable time
- I hope that each of us recognizes that we have gifts to share with each other and the world, and that we use them to exact change and help others, in big and little ways
- I hope all the people I love know that my love is genuine, and though many of these people are gone from my life, my love for them will always remain
- I hope that humanity has the strength and the grace to face and take responsibility for their actions, and the wherewithal to do what is necessary, even when it seems impossible
I hope you’ve enjoyed this post, reader (see what I did there? I added another hope).
What do you hope for?