Hopes

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.