Hope is like the involuntary breaths I take to live. It is always there as I encounter obstacles in my path. With hope, I can conquer mountains. I know it may be hard and emotionally and physically painful, but I can do it. With hope, I can change and become who I want to be.
Hope for me means being of service to others and to live with respect and humility. It means showing up and being present as I participate in life. Sometimes that takes the form of a pleasant smile that greets a stranger as they pass me by on the street. At other times, that means being there for someone during a dark and lonely time. I keep my hope alive by recognizing perfect moments as they occur and by acknowledging that everything changes.