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HOPE'S STORY
By: Hope
At age nine, I learned that Santa Clause didn't exist. Soon after, I more or less guessed that the Easter Bunny probably didn't either. So, where did that leave the Tooth Fairy, my young mind wondered?
As I grew up, many of the dreams and ideals I had held to so strongly as a child, dissipated from my life. Everything I had been told, was a lie, or a half-truth.
I lost my father at seven years old, before I ever realized how fortunate I was to have had him. He was handsome and strong and he loved me. I know this as a truth, because the love has never left me.
From the time of his death, until two years ago, I lived without hope.
Of course, there were many extenuating circumstances, of which I will not go into at this time. Let me say that I had a wonderful beginning, a horrific middle and a future that looked dark and unwelcoming.
This is the point where I decided to pursue happiness and find the hope that was lacking in my life. I longed to recapture the child who dared to dream and bring the light back to her soul. She was there, hidden away in the far recesses of my childhood.
I decided to take my negative experiences and face them down, defeat them...before they defeated me. I took a long journey through my life, one step at a time. I faced my fears and insecurities in a battle to the death. I fought with all the love in my heart. I fought with tears that washed away the hurts and disappointments, in a torrent of liquid pain.
I survived the battle and have found a strength that has left me no longer afraid to live. In the emptiness of my heart, where the anger, hate and fear had once lived, I planted seeds of love and waited for them to grow. I learned to have patience and wait for the flowers to bloom, rather than wish for death and the flowers it will bring to me.
For the first time in my adult life, I found hope.
I have emerged a whole person, one I can respect and be proud of. I love my life and the way in which I choose to live it. I once looked for the negative in the people I met and generally found what I was looking for. Now, I look a little closer and find the good attributes in their character. I must admit, it can be tiresome, forever searching for silver-lined clouds. I have yet, however, to meet someone who is completely useless as a person. Should ever I meet up with one, he/she will be immediately di smissed from my thoughts. I've wasted enough of my time already.
My dream is to write and continue to write, until I am able to leave behind a book that will live forever.
Hopes and dreams, who could survive without them?
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