Sometimes hope comes in the form of ice cubes clinking in your glass (especially if you don't have the capability of
making ice).
Sometimes hope is holding a tiny newborn baby.
Sometimes hope is checking the tin mailbox posted on the back gate.
Sometimes hope is making gluten-free cookies from a box.
Sometimes hope is having a sink without dirty dishes.
Sometimes hope is waking up before your alarm clock and wanting to wake up.
Sometimes hope is watching a football victory with friends when you don't usually get excited about football.
Sometimes hope is reading required reading side-by-side with a friend.
Sometimes hope is surrendering to what you don't understand.
Sometimes hope is letting go of expectations of a place or a situation.
Sometimes hope is a box of root vegetables.
Sometimes hope is making gluten-free cookies from a box.
Sometimes hope is having a sink without dirty dishes.
Sometimes hope is waking up before your alarm clock and wanting to wake up.
Sometimes hope is watching a football victory with friends when you don't usually get excited about football.
Sometimes hope is reading required reading side-by-side with a friend.
Sometimes hope is surrendering to what you don't understand.
Sometimes hope is letting go of expectations of a place or a situation.
Sometimes hope is a box of root vegetables.
2 comments:
check the mailbox...
Wonderful.
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