Saturday, June 25, 2016

Simply Hope

Hope is strength.
Hope is enduring.
Hope handles the tough jobs.
Cleaning out your deceased mother’s house.
Comforting your father during
your mother’s funeral.
Hope survives struggles.
Like losing a child.
Hope thrives in the face of adversity.
Like raising and caring for a
disabled child.
Hope is able to see that
even people with damaged brains
have beautiful souls
and experience moments of pure joy.

Hope is the first to call
when a brother needs support
or just a word of encouragement.
Hope stands in the wings and cheers
for the people she loves
when they take the stage.
Hope survives crashes
and grueling years of rehab.
Hope is a presence in your youth.
Hope is there from the 
moment you are born.
Hope is strong and enduring.
Hope is beautiful.
Hope is love.

Hope is my sister’s name.

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