For my dear friend...follow the path to a happy heart..."Hope is the worst of evils, for it prolongs the torments of man."
It's easy to see why this quote can sometimes be heartbreakingly true. The hope that a lost loved one will be returned can almost be crippling. You weap, but cannot move on. Empty, but refuse to be filled. How many times hoping for the phone to ring? Hoping to see their face-to be welcomed home where you belong. Hope can paralyze. You can focus on not moving forward in hopes that something will come instead of making it happen.
But hope can move you forward. It can make you get out of bed, learn something new, open yourself to be hurt again. It's the hope for happiness. The new day. That first deep breath that ok, I have to get up. I have to pick myself up. I cannot live this way. That's hope. Because you know something will change.
"Hope is the thing with feathers, that perches in the soul, and sings the tune without the words, and never stops at all."