Hope doesn’t mean pretending everything is okay.
It means choosing to believe that something better is possible; even when you can’t see it yet.
Hope is gritty. Gutsy. Grounded in something deeper than circumstance.
It’s the quiet yes that rises in the dark.
Sometimes hope looks like waiting. Sometimes it looks like fighting. Sometimes it looks like resting.
But it always, always keeps the light on.
And the best part? Hope doesn’t ask you to be fearless.
It just asks you not to give up.