Hope

When it seems there is only

and every

 looks like it's the size of a

and you wish things could be simple like an old

It would be nice to be able to just

and be confident there is a

at the end of this long

and then you're reminded......

There is hope.

Like a

after the storm. 

A promise that life will go on.

Did you know broken bones mend back together stronger than they were to begin with? My childhood, adolescence and come to think of it, early adulthood wasn't exactly peaches and cream. I happen to know for a fact it's made me who I am today and I'm pretty proud of that. It's what comes after the storm that matters and I'm holding tight to that.

I believe. 

I trust. 

I have hope. 

But of course... let's never forget,

Life is...

{and rum ;0}