HOPING FOR THE BEST I think my mother instilled hope, not through my gene’s necessarily, but through her love of sunsets. Almost every day she would insist her children go with her to see how the sun was setting. When it was streaming with colors and beautiful to behold, she would say “Aren’t we lucky.” When the sky was cloudy and the day dismal, we still had to go see how the sun was setting and of course, there rarely any beauty. Then she would say “Maybe tomorrow will be better.” That was long before the song “Tomorrow” became a hymn to hope. Mom was not always a loving mother, but these two messages, “Be Grateful and Hope For a Better Tomorrow,” taught me hope.
Life is enough to make anyone question hope. Children are somewhat protected from seeing things as they are, but as their thought processes shift with the changes of adolescence, they are hit over the head with life as it is. Painful time for all. Adolescents often feel parents have either liars or are sadly stupid. Either way parental wisdom is silently or openly rejected. What sustained me through that time was reading the book Microbe Hunters and focusing on this phrase. “Blessed are they who expect nothing, for they shall not be disappointed.” Seemed the best way to prepare for disappointment. Worked and continues to work for me. Staying strong.
Topic #18 What gives you hope? And what, if anything, makes you question hope? And what makes you question your questions of hope?