I guess this is where I have to dig deep in the gratitude bucket because, frankly, I’m having a rough go tonight. I need a hug. Big time. But I’ve committed to this and I’m committed to a life of gratitude because I know it changes my brain, my perspective and my heart. So here goes…
I’m thankful for hope because it is a light in the darkest hour. I’m thankful for hope because it means I have a dream of a future that is better than this present. Dreams spoken, written down, and practiced become reality. I’m thankful for hope because without it, I am dead. I’m thankful for hope because it’s an anchor. I’m thankful for hope because it means I’ve not given up. I’m thankful for hope because it is infectious and has exponential power when shared.
My sphere of influence is small. I know that. But maybe, with hope and courage I can tilt my shoulder to that future even in the midst of seemingly insurmountable odds. I hope so.
Feryl Files 
I surprisingly feel more hope than I expected I would – but maybe I’m just still numb. Anyway, been there, done that, got the Clinton sticker, and this time I’m just resigned. This is who we are. But it doesn’t have to be who *I* am.
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