*I Hope*

So here I am, sitting in a beautiful city, lights shining from the magnificent buildings all around me, the black night sky encompassing the world and I sit here, in silence wondering what comes next. My mind is drifting toward many thoughts, but there in the center of all of them is the revolving door that is titled "hope." I have thought long and hard about this idea of hope, of a feeling, wishing things will happen, hoping they will. And it seems that to me, hope is something that we can't live without because without it, life would be nothing to dream about, nothing that we want to happen to us in the future. So I think that hope can be a range of a ton of things. Hope can be a mere image of what we want, a black and white picture of a kiss in front of the eiffel tower or a view of a stunning city at sunset. Hope can be our dreams, our thoughts, our minds racing and scattered with ideas and desires. For me, all I can hope for are my dreams and that they become real someday. Yesterday my world came crashing down, it was rough and tears were not strangers to my eyes anymore and my hope for the situations that came up truly vanished completely. Though today, as I find peace here in the city, I feel my hope being restored. I hope that I will heal and that I will overcome my fear of being hurt. I hope that I will learn to love without reservation, without trying to protect myself. I hope that I will never lose hope, that my faith will always be steady, and that my life will be a success. All of these things are hopes, dreams, desires, and someday, perhaps I willl know the secrets of hope and what it is and means. So in that black and white picture, I can hope that someday that will be me, that my hopes have a chance of coming true and that someday I will forgive myself for all I've done to hide my heart. I hope that hope stays with me all my life, because without it, my dreams and desires would cease to exist. I hope that hope is always alive.