I hope. Therefore I keep going. I hope that one day peace will come. That my heart will be at rest. That being me will be enough. I hope the best of my years will be what I remember and cherish and that I will be able to let go of the painful things. I hope to be friends. Real friends. And that that will satisfy. But, I don't think he can like me.....too bad. But maybe he can if I'm not the person he has to live with. I don't know for sure. I'd like to find out. Because I wonder.
My heart soars when the hope rises out of the shambles of pain and wishes went wrong. God is so faithful. Every moment. Every situation. Though I don't understand. Nor see.
I might not have what I need to have life be right, but I have hope that I will, and for the moment, that is enough.
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