Weary and torn was I with a little space to breathe in…
The entire world stuck with pandemic…
Little did I know when my own family was a prey to covid….
When I ran for help the phrase I’d soak in from every nook and corner was “Don’t lose hope”….
Easy for them to say I thought….
Ever wonder what hope meant?
It is just a sprinkle of sparkles thrown into a gloomy moment?
Was it a momentary thought and feeling that lasted for a second and gone in the next?
Hope is a feeling alright….
A feeling for something to occur that hasn’t…
A feeling that when blended with a smidge of faith and love can turn the doom pit of darkness into bright and shiny layers of light….
Whether it lives for a second in our hearts or a lifetime despite facing the worst storm is in our hands…
I’ve come to learn over the last couple of months that
Hope is what pushes me through any situation….
Hope, faith and love…
It has pushed me to a very real world that I immerse in with complete faith…
And now I say to myself “ I will never lose hope”
So here’s wishing all readers are truck loaded with Hope for a bright future despite a stromy present, with love that surpasses all understanding and faith that makes you believe in the impossible …
Mrs Grace Deepa , M Sc( N) ,B.Sc(N),RN,RM
Senior Tutor ,School Of Nursing, CSI Hospital, Bangalore.