if you know me beyond the shallow “how are you?” in passing, then you know my personality is characterized by melancholy. and though others seems to easily react with and hold on to hope, it doesn’t come easy for me.

hope is not my first response. in actuality, my first response to anything major (and oftentimes insignificant) is depression. i am not bubbly and i do not walk around with a smile constantly on my face, that just isn’t me. and i want others to be okay with that.

hope is something i know that i have to learn. this is not to say that i don’t have a general sense of hope for the life after this, life eternally with Him. but when it comes to being here on earth, i daily struggle to hope.