One more “personal” post – one that seemed an appropriate accompaniment and finale—to the previous two.
My mom’s newly diagnosed dementia (the “d” word) has added to the anxiety factor, this I’ve readily admitted. That it appears to be spiraling isn’t helping, alas. Support (the “s” word) is forthcoming, but not to the degree I want or require. Nevertheless, it’s a start. A baby step or two . . . those I used to write about.
Today’s “h” word . .
On a self-centered “me” level, I hope that I am free of mom-care soon; after so many years, exhaustion and depression aside, I do believe I am entitled to have a life of my own. Moreover, it’s better she be in long-term care; they can provide around the clock assistance and at a level so much more superior and professional to mine.
On an all-encompassing level, I hope that the world returns to relative normalcy sooner than later (world peace, and all that, would be welcome, too, but I won’t push it). It’s hard to believe that COVID-19 has been around so very long and, now, its variants have entered the scene. Several months ago, we’d hoped for a vaccine; they now exist. Let’s further hope that the vaccine(s) are available [more] quickly, that they work well, and that the virus(es) are eventually eradicated.
HOPE = WISH = DREAM = OPTIMISM = FAITH
Hope keeps us going. It enables us to:
♦ have dreams and pursue them ♦ believe anything is possible ♦ keep going (despite odds and challenges) ♦ stand tall and strong, and ♦ maintain faith.
There are different ways to boost hope. I do it through writing/blogging (this post “voices” my hope and inspires me to persevere). Having someone to talk (vent) helps. Sometimes, music can do the trick; a certain song will bring a smile to these usually taut lips and, suddenly, there is a glow, a soft amber light, at the end of that very long, proverbial tunnel. For others, a book or movie/show may do it, too. So could prayer, dancing, walking, singing . . . it’s merely a matter of finding what inspires your hope.
With that, I’ll leave you with a simple yet compelling quote (one I’m particularly fond of) from anti-apartheid and human rights activist, cleric and theologian, Desmond Tutu . . .
Hope is being able to see that there is light despite all of the darkness.