springs hope…

I’ve been a little short on hope lately.  At times, it seems to disappear altogether.   I know it’s still there.  Just obscured.  Hidden behind barriers of discouragement and frustration.  Facts and reality.  And because it isn’t something I can’t conjure up.  I can’t produce it.  Sometimes, I have to wait for it to reappear.  Unfortunately, waiting… not my strong suit.  Especially when Hope is such a driving force behind this new journey of mine.  Going forward without it can be difficult at best.  Well, this morning, it was there.  Right there.  Smiling at me when I woke up.  I didn’t ask it any questions, like where the hell have you been?, I just smiled back.  Then I reached for the book beside my bed.  On life in Seattle.

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