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Hope

Today I went on a nostalgic escape of the imagination after fighting the bitterness of a broken heart.

I'm not sure what's more heartbreaking than believing in someone as they continue to prove you wrong. It's like watching hope die.

I put on my dad's old high school class shirt from 1976. I cruised the back roads of the town where he grew up. I stopped for dinner at the root beer stand where they had old-time music playing. I tried so hard to just imagine his life and believing it was somehow more simple then. I quickly laughed imagining my kids doing the same thing in 25 years and being able to say, "no it wasn't more simple and it never gets easier." 


Why is it that we have a way of reminiscing where everything is so much better back then, the "good ol' days?" Maybe that's the only way the heart can keep going. It forgets the blemishes and holds on to the joy. The core of who we are wants to believe this life is good and the world is genuine.

Some of us reach a point when the innocence of life is removed and we begin to think there is nothing good. We've been let down by loved ones and our hearts begin to shutdown. 

It is then, when all we have is hope... Hope that somewhere in this broken world is someone or something genuine and real. If we choose to let our hope die we lose our chance of ever finding what's real. At least with hope there is a chance; something to hold on to. What is life without hope? Death. 

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