Tuesday, April 14, 2009

Still feel hope.

I had probably a dozen different thoughts and ideas over the course of the day for things to blog about, but none really come to mind right now. I'm sort of sprawled out on my bed, propped against pillows, already in pjs. I'm tired. The year, thus far, has been challenging in so many ways. So many things that were surprising or unexpected.

Even the answers to prayer were the truly unexpected sort.

I'm learning what it is to taste the bitter with the sweet. To appreciate the beauty more for pain that has been experienced to reach it. To feel life more deeply because of the struggle to survive and keep living.

And somehow, I still feel hope. Just the tiniest, faintest glimmers most days, but it is still there, and giving me a reason to cling deeply to living fully, even when that means pain.