Hope’s been a little hard to find lately.
Truthfully, I’m not sure where to look most days.
Life’s been a little too.
Too much to process.
Too much to feel.
Too much to cope with.
I am the sum of my emotions, reactions, and responses to what I see, hear, and feel around me. Preoccupied one minute and a bit absent-minded the next. Sometimes articulate and then just as quickly in tears and tongue-tied. I am a confluence of emotions merging one on another and into the next. I am world wary, poorly sleeping, and fiercely protective – making a focused effort to somehow manage and make right my own corner of a world I find increasingly difficult to live in or understand.
If not hope exactly, there’s some sort of solace found within the four walls of my classroom and in the company of children. Together, we enjoy simple things: a good book, card games, coloring, cookies … laughter. There’s renewal to be found – however fleeting – in the routine of our days and in the discovery of new ways to learn. To understand. To grow.
And there’s gratitude among us for each other.
Just there by the window is a blooming pot of bright, red geraniums: summer’s promise that warmth will one day return, and maybe along with it – some hope.
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Hope will not disappoint us.
And there are weeks like this one where we just continue forward, even though crazyness seems the order of the day.
God whispers peace …
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