Living with sadness, shock and grief is not easy, but not only did I survive, my children did too. It took a great deal of time and heartache, but we learned to move on to overcome adversity. I even learned to dream a little. I was sure I’d win the next lottery. I dream that cyclamens will bloom again in our lawn the way they did last year. I dreamed that my 8-year-old car would pass the licensing test again this year – and it did. More than anything, I dreamed that my family would remain healthy. I also dream of a world without illness and senseless violence.
The four-letter-word I mentioned in this blog title is H O P E.
No one can live without HOPE.