“Hope is the thing with feathers that perches in the soul and sings the tune without the words and never stops at all.”
“The natural flights of the human mind are not from pleasure to pleasure, but from hope to hope”
“Hope is not the conviction that something will turn out well but the certainty that something makes sense, no matter how it turns out.”
I think I have used the Emily Dickinson quote previously. It is so very lovely, that on this day as I bring hope into my heart, I remember her sweet, gentle image of hope.
“…..the certainty that something makes sense……” Oh so often I remind myself, this will makes sense someday. Today I do not understand, when I have greater distance I will better be able to put the puzzle pieces together. At the end of it all, when I am ready to leave this life as I now know it to be, and move ahead to the next stage, I will be able to look back and everything will click into place.
I believe that to be true. Everything is for a purpose. It all has meaning. The purpose and meaning has to do with me learning, growing, stretching, remembering. Three years without Clo has contributed to me being a different person than I was 3 years ago. I like this current me. She is a good woman. She has integrity, grit, humour, love to share. She sometimes sleeps too much and often times cooks too little and occasionally acts like she doesn’t know enough. But over all, the Nancy I know today is working out just fine.
- I am grateful for three years of successful struggle
- I am grateful for the love I have known.
- I am grateful for love I have felt.
- I am grateful for my life.
- I am grateful/satisfied with the colours I have chosen in my garden.
Remember to smile, say a little prayer of gratitude for yourself, and hug your sweetie. Nancy