In My Purse

It was oddly comforting, the several times I woke in the night, to have "hope" clutched against me. Hope, and Nelly, who is my oldest friend, a slightly raggedy teddy bear that I've had since my parents brought me home from the hospital. Nelly is worn in all the right places, and she gives great hugs.

I'm still feeling exhausted, still feeling the need for a tangible symbol. I'm facing a day that promises to be long and bring many unique challenges.

I'm going to carry hope with me in my purse today. I need it.