Every parting has its own sorrow, even that of parting with a once treasured possession that has long lost its usefulness. And so in sorrow do I say farewell to my own that is not truly mine. Farewell to the mask and greetings to the heart, spirit and flesh that has long been concealed underneath its shadows.
The thing about hope is that it’s a positive force that shines the most when it’s dark. When everything’s going well, we hardly notice it’s there. But when things go against us, when our dreams fade and when we see no immediate reprieve from our troubles, that’s when hope does its best work for us.
"Where Hope Can Be Found"