What were you hoping for?
In this season of wish lists, wishing others good tidings, and making wishful resolutions for the coming year, I am reminded that hope is much more powerful than wishful dreams. Wishes, with their bows and pretty wrapping, can bring an infectious joy, a light-hearted smile. But hope, hope is more powerful. Hope is the metaphoric pilot light that will keep you going when life’s journey presents challenges or causes self-doubt. Hope for more happy days can put a twinkle in your eye, a skip in your step.
As my mother will recall, I have never been a dreamer, never had a long Christmas wish list. Rather a belief that by giving life my best shot every day through hard work, pushing forward, recalibrating, I hoped, believed, it would all work out. Not every day is perfect, but I can usually look in the mirror at the end of the day and honestly say ”I tried my best”. So as I push forward, I hope to be content and settled enough to sit and really enjoy the view and peacefulness at my new home and to have a few close bunker friends with whom to share stories.
I “wish” you a Joyous Holiday Season. For the new year, may your hopes inspire you.
Santa, I still would kind of like to drive a race car or ride in a fighter plane.