Relative Something

I have discovered how important hope can be on the journey to optimal health. It occurred to me the other day that I have lost hope.

I’m sure it is still there, I just can’t find it right now.

Having an unfortunate first-hand experience with depression allows me to recognize how it is possible to live without hope. It is not a healthy place to live. On my journey to good health, I have learned that it is not in my best interest to reside in that space. I am regretfully comfortable in that place, maybe from having too many years of practice in existing that way, but I cannot afford to accommodate that outcome.

I will do some digging to find my hope again. It is a requirement.

Of that, I am acutely aware.

We cannot live on love alone. That is another thing I have come to realize.

I’m going to love finding my hope again.

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