3 years ago, my younger brother passed away. He’d been diagnosed with an aggressive form of cancer just 3.5 years earlier. I
He never gave up hope. In fact, he packed a ton of living in those years even with 2 surgeries and regular chemo treatments.
I miss him of course, and I wish he was still here and also appreciate his enthusiasm for life and his desire to be clear-eyed about what was most important to him.
As sad as those hospice days were, they also gave me hope. I’m sharing this because it’s an act of hope to live – to show up and do what makes you happy – to let the people in your life know how much that matter to you –
It’s an act of hope to plan for the future, to dream about possibilities
It’s an act of hope to care about others, even people you don’t know
It’s an act of hope to plant a garden, to publish your writing – to start a new job – to reach out to an old friend – to believe that things will get better
Hope is part of remembering what was and planning for what can be.
Here’s to a great day full of hope and possibility and an even better tomorrow
